Chapter Five
The helicopter landed an hour later at a remote corner of the Sacramento airport where a small private jet was parked. Still unconscious, Heather and Tommy were loaded into the jet which took off immediately. The pilot radioed a message. Doctor Alexander Bruno, Heather’s uncle, looked at his Rolex, “They will be landing in three hours. Are the rooms ready?”
Carmella Brewster nodded, “Yes, Doctor, I checked on everything.”
“You will be there when she wakes?”
“Of course, Doctor.”
“I want to see her before she comes to.”
“I’ll buzz you when she’s ready.”
“Good.”
Carmella left his office and walked down the long hall and along another hallway until she came to a separate part of the huge facility. She slid her pass card through the slot in the heavy metal door. It opened o
