Within minutes the ambulance came. Jack got in too and rode back to the hospital.

But he didn’t follow Lance into his room. He went to the bathroom to fix himself up so he wouldn’t look like he’d just put a knife in someone’s chest. Then he headed up to Anna’s room.

“Where have you been?”
“I just ran back to the hotel.”
Anna figured he’d went to pay the bill or check on the room or something .
“Taylor’s been sleeping good this whole time,” Anna smiled.
“That’s good,” Jack tried smiling.
“So what’s this newspaper project Randy had you working on?”
“Oh well he-”
“Excuse me sir? We need you on the floor below us,” a nurse interuppted.
Anna looked confused. “Why do you need him down there?”
The nurse looked at Jack. “Aren’t you the boy who rode in the ambulance with man who got stabbed?”
“What?!?” Anna asked horrified.
Jack didn’t even look at Anna.
“Yes.”
“Well we need you down here to answer some questions,” then she turned to Anna, “He’ll be back shortly miss.”