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“Should we call the cops?” Hallie asked, her face paler than Ottie Marquette’s.
“Are you insane?”
I checked outside. The nurses’ station was empty. Had our visitors caused the emergency? I considered it quite likely. After all, that’s the course of action I’d have taken in the same situation.
“Then what should we do?”
“We should ask them nicely who they’re working for.”
“What, just ask them? Here?”
“Don’t be ridiculous. This is a hospital. We’ll take them somewhere quieter.”
Which meant we needed a way to move these assholes. Could we stack them both on the gurney? Possibly, but even with a sheet over the bodies, their bulk would be noticeable.
“How? How do we get them out of here? Will they even fit in your car?”
A sensible question for once. We might be able to wedge t
