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BAKER

A s the team came off the aircraft, Baker was waiting. “Red, Ashe is at the hospital. Everyone else was fine.”

“Go,” Genie ordered in Red’s direction. “Thanks, Baker.” Red fell into step with Baker as they headed toward his truck.

“What happened?” he asked as he dropped his gear in the bed of the truck and pulled at the door handle on the passenger side.

“I got there late. I don’t know the details,” he started as they snapped in seatbelts and Baker put the truck into reverse. “Her place was a mess. I managed to cut some of the bindings before the police got there and she was breathing. He’d tied her hands behind her and anchored them around her neck---“

“I’m gonna kill that motherfucker!” Red punched the dashboard.

“She beat you to it.” Red turned toward Baker. “It had to have been luck given how she was tied up but sure as shit, he was dead when I got there, and she looked like she’d drug herself clear of him before she finally passed out.” They sat in silence for the rest of the drive to the hospital.

Baker let Red out at the entrance, “I’ll park and be there. She should still be in the ER. She should be in a private room.”

Red burst into the ER, his size and demeanor drawing attention. The security guard stood up and Red headed toward him. “I’m looking for?—“

The security guard started to point in the direction of administration “That’s?—“

“No. She was brought in with an escort.” Baker came up behind Red. The security guard looked between the two men and keyed his radio.