Chapter 645: Rescued
Humphrey had barely stepped into the washroom when the nurse opened the inner door of the clinic, revealing the man on the bed. Lucien raced inside, his heart pounding wildly as his eyes locked onto his nearly lifeless brother. The sight of Gabe, pale and motionless, made his stomach churn, but he pushed the feeling aside, knowing they had little time.
Following closely behind Lucien was a doctor and two men dressed in police uniforms. With deft hands, the doctor quickly assessed Gabe’s vitals, his eyes flicking over the monitors and the pale, unconscious figure on the bed. He noted the weak but steady pulse, the shallow breaths, and the stable readings on the machines. Satisfied, he gave a curt nod to the men, signaling that it was time to proceed.
The officers gently but efficiently lifted Gabe from the bed, careful not to disturb the IV lines too much and quickly maneuvered him outwards, while keeping an eye on the restroom door, in case Humphrey came out sooner than expected. They’d carefully mixed a little bit of laxative into the man’s food. Just enough that he wouldn’t suspect anything...
Once they’d wheeled the stretcher outside, Lucien, already dressed in a hospital gown, with a bandage covering his head, and half of the face, took Gabe’s place, jumping into the bed.
The nurse, standing there, watched in concern, her eyes darting between the door to the restroom and the bed where the man was now trying to hook himself to the machines. Hurriedly, she stepped forward and grabbed an IV kit, muttering," Mr Frost? Is this necessary? Your brother is rescued already. You can just have the man arrested."
Lucien winced slightly as the nurse inserted the needles into his veins, but he forced himself to remain still, as he answered," It is necessary. But I have to thank you for your help. This would not have been possible without you."
The nurse cast a look at the handsome man and turned to concentrate on the IV lines. This man before her was too handsome.It was better to not say much more. She deftly connected the tubes and adjusted the monitors, her hands moving quickly and methodically.
Just as she was about to attach the final IV-line, Humphrey’s voice cut through the quiet.
"What’s going on here?" Humphrey asked, his tone sharp and inquisitive as he re-entered the room. His eyes swept over the nurse and the figure in the bed, searching for any signs of irregularity.
The nurse froze momentarily, her hands stilling mid-air with the IV line. Lucien’s heart raced as he held his breath, praying that Humphrey wouldn’t notice the discrepancy.
"The IV line came loose," she explained, her voice steady. "I’m just reattaching it to make sure everything is in order." With that, she finished securing the final connection and quickly left the room, her footsteps echoing softly down the hallway.