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Sorry you had to witness that. He’s OK, sort of.
At this point, Dr. Rosie can’t determine if his ankle is sprained or fractured. We’re taking him to the hospital.
Meet me in front of the locker rooms.
Directions follow, as well as another text from my current favorite person, the only one in the know… unless Caitlin informed management after Elliot’s revelation. Either way, I have to trust her, trust them. I haven’t met anyone from the team, aside from her, but I put all of my hopes in Doctor Rosie.
Rosie said he passed out while on his way to St. David's South Austin Medical Center.
Where are U? Meet me in front of the stadium. I’ve arranged transportation for U. Will tag along.
R, are U on your way?
Rupert
Sorry I’m just seeing this now. I’ll be right there.
FYI, his family is also here from France. I know them,
well mostly one of their kids. They’re sitting next to me.
Three little dots dance on the screen.
Caitlin
How do you want to handle that?
Now, that’s a damn good question. My mind races. My heart tightens. My body trembles. Probably sensing my hesitation, Caitlin sends another text.
Tell you what. You & I get a head start so you can go see him on your own terms.
E’s mother is listed in his contact list. I’ll text her now with updates. I’ll tell her to wait for further instructions.
We’ll drive them there in a bit. Would that work?
Relief floods my insides. From the corner of my eye, I see them going back and forth in a guessing game about what’s going to happen next.
Meanwhile, the actual game is back on, but I couldn’t care less.
What a clusterfuck!
Rupert
Thanks for your understanding.
They’re all busy talking, but very worried as you can imagine.
I’ll escape & meet you.
Caitlin
Just doing my job. Now, move it.
Her business tone on texts is contradicted by the care she takes handling Elliot’s case, and mine. With that in mind, I do as planned, reluctantly leaving Tim.
Another treason.
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