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    My Captor -Ch8

    Cezar was dumbfounded. His adorable daughter had never spoken like this to him.

    Carlos: Carmen, you shouldn’t say those things to your father!

    Cezar stopped Carlos.

    Cezar: I’ll be back when Shane’s better. Get some sleep Carmen. She’ll need you when she’s awake.

    Cezar left with his godson. Carmen sat there unmoving with three maids and a bodyguard. Her eyes were red from crying. The operation was successful. They removed the bullet from Shane’s chest and side. She was place into Carmen’s bed. The nurses made sure all the breathing tubes were right before leaving. Carmen sat on the chair and stroked Shane’s cheek gently. Shane was pale. She had lost a lot of blood. Carmen hated seeing Shane like this. The tube stuck down her throat. The wires sticking out of her. The bandages.

    Carmen: Shane, babe, wake up for me. I need you. I really need you.

    Day after day, Carmen watched Shane by her bed. She rarely moved an inch. Cezar left her alone too. He knew Carmen resented him for taking Shane away and putting her in danger. Cezar knew Shane wouldn’t recover in a day or two. The shock probably sent her over the edge, that’s why she’s been in a coma.

    Doctor: Should we keep on treating her?

    Cezar: What is exactly wrong with her?

    Doctor: She’s okay. Her flesh wounds will recover, but we don’t know why she’s still asleep. She didn’t have any head trama so there’s no logical explaination why she’s like that.

    Cezar: Keep a close eye on her. She’s important to Carmen. Thanks.

    Cezar was already late for his flight.

    Tina: Bette, she’s hurt. Pull her out now. It’s not safe for her.

    Bette sat at her desk thinking.

    Tina: Bette!

    Bette: Get a hold of yourself. This it the farthest we’ve been able to penetrate through their world. If I pull her out now, we’ll never get another chance.

    Tina: You saw the reports she’s in a coma! She got shot! Not once but twice!

    Bette: It happens.

    Tina: This is our friend we’re talking about.

    Bette: Exactly, that’s why I can’t pull her out now. She wouldn’t want me to.

    Tina: Bette.

    Bette looked at her with guilt. Bette and Shane always fought and bickered, but they deeply cared for each other. They were great friends and Bette always looked after Shane. Tina knew how hard the decision between the job and Shane’s welfare was, but she couldn’t help seeing Shane lie there behind enemy lines without anyone.

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    Comments

    1. Shane’s okay! Woo hoo! Shay is an angel. I’m so glad he talked Shane into not dying. And he’s absolutely right about Shane finding happiness. I wonder how he died, though. Do we know that, or not yet? Okay, I really liked this part “Carmen: I will not!She stormed out of the room. Cezar shook his head and sighed. . . . . . .Carmen stormed back in. Carmen: Why am I the one leaving? You should be.” LOL! Great stuff.

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