Chapter Nineteen
Escape
“What in hell do you think you’re doing?”
Hamm glanced up to see Detective standing in the doorway, a look of incredulity on his face. “I have to go look for .”
“The hell you are! You’re in no condition to go—”
“She’s my responsibility,” Hamm cut him off, then cautiously bent over to tie the laces on his shoes. It had taken him a while to get his clothes on, but he’d managed.
my “You suffered a concussion,” the detective argued.
“Tell me something I don’t know.”
“Does the doctor know you’re leaving AMA?”
Sighing, he sat up and fought the momentary dizziness. “I know I can’t lie here and wonder what’s happening to her. Wonder what those sick f***s have done to her.” His growing anger cut through the haze that continued to plague him, enabling him to think
