Sunday 3:40 am
Somewhere in the woods...
The paramedics had come by now. They cleaned Eric's wounds with the appropriate medicines and carried him into the ambulance.
"I've ordered some of my men to guard him until he's alright. Make sure you don't allow strangers inside his room" told Ronny to one of them.
"Yes, Mr Jones" said the man, dutifully. Respect and fear were evident in his eyes.
After the paramedics were gone, Stana and Ronny had to literally shoo Derek to his house. He was obstinate to stay back and help them with the case. And that seemed very, very unusual to Stana, stupid to Ronny and cunning to Patrick.
Once they were alone, Ronny reverted his demanding eyes to Patrick. "Now" he said, placing his fingertip on his chest. "You owe an explanation"
Patrick's back slumpe
