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Once Carol arrives, Gia and I go into Andy’s office. He asks that we take a seat. He and Margot have very serious looks on their faces.

Margot doesn’t beat around the bush. “I had the lab do a rush on the water bottle that Gia drank from, and it was dosed with a sedative. That is why she was sleeping so soundly when the fire alarm went off.”

“Any fingerprints on the bottle?” I ask.

“Just Gia’s. Whoever did it was very careful.”

“We are going to hire a security guard to keep an eye on things; however, he will be dressed just like any other trainer. Logan, he will be hired under the guise that you are training him to help with the boot camp program. That way he can come and go as he pleases. We are also going to put him in your apartment, so it won’t look suspicious if he is going up and down those stairs at any time of the day. I figure you could stay at Gia’s since the two of you are an item,” Andy begins. “Also, he will be reviewing security footage every few hours, just in case the person doing this might still be in the building. I want to catch this asshole soon. I will not tolerate this happening to my people or at my business,” he finishes.

“That will make me feel better, and I was going to sleep at Gia’s for the next few weeks, so it works out great.”

“That would definitely make me feel better,” Gia explains.

After discussing a few other things about the fire, Margot leaves, and Andy assures us that he will get to the bottom of this. Gia and I leave Andy’s office, and she heads back to the front desk, and I make my way to the locker room to get ready for my first class.

As I walk into the locker room, I see Marco coming out of the showers. “Hey Marco, how was your class this morning? Are youready to add a few more to your schedule? With this shit going on with Gia, I need to lighten my load for a few weeks.”

“Man, that would be great. I need to get more time under my belt, and that will work out great for me. Just let me know when.”

“Okay, I am going to work on the schedule after my last class this afternoon. I will text you the new schedule.”

I really want to have lunch with Gia today, but my schedule isn’t going to allow it. I guess I will have to wait until tonight to spend some time with her. After my classes are done, I make up the new schedule and text it out to Marco and the other trainers involved in the boot camp sessions.

The rest of the week has gone smoothly. Jeremiah actually has a background in personal training, so Andy pairs him up with a few of the newer members.

I head upstairs to change. When I walk over to Gia’s apartment, what I find scares the shit out of me. Gia is lying in the middle of the floor in the kitchen, and she has blood coming from her head. I pull out my phone and dial 911 and follow their directions to check that she is breathing, but I am advised not to move her until the paramedics get here. I stayed on the call and also texted Andy to get up here and that an ambulance is on the way.

Andy and Kenzie arrive about the same time the paramedics do. The firehouse is only two blocks away, thank God. The paramedics check her over, put her in a collar, and transporther to the hospital. I follow the ambulance on my bike, breaking all the laws, going through red lights, and not stopping at stop signs. All the while I am trying to figure out what the fuck is going on. Gia is the sweetest person I know. Who the hell would want to hurt her is beyond me!

Because they need to run tests, as well as a CT scan of her head, the staff won’t let me go back with Gia, so there I sit. About fifteen minutes later, Blake and Mason arrive and sit down with me.

“What happened to Gia? I saw the ambulance arrive and then I watched them take her away on a gurney. I had just finished with a client when this happened. Andy came around to let everyone know. I grabbed Mason, and here we are. If you need anything, let us know,” Blake offers.

“Thanks, man, I appreciate it. I am just waiting for the doctor to come out and let me know what is going on. I want to be back there with her, but I was told no.”

“When did that kind of shit ever stop you, my friend?” Mason asks.

I laugh and shake my head. He’s right. What was I thinking? With that, I get up, and I walk back to where the emergency patients are. I ask which bed Gia is in, and the nurse indicates bed three. I open the curtain to find her awake, but she looks really out of it. After lacing our fingers together, I was going to ask her what happened when Margot and Andy appear.

“Gia, do you think you are up to talking to me about what happened?”

“I don’t know much. I remember going into the kitchen after showering and changing, and then something hard hit me in the head, and when I woke up, I was here at the hospital.”

“I am sending a forensics team over to your apartment when I leave here. Andy has already locked down the apartments, so no one can go up there. We will talk tomorrow, Gia. I hope you feel better soon,” Margot says.

“I’m going to check all the security footage when I get back to my office. I have Jeremiah already looking through them, but I want to see what is going on myself. This shit has got to stop.”

“Let me know what you find out, okay?” I ask Andy.

“You will be the first person I call. No worries there.”

After a few minutes, Andy and Margot leave, and I finally have a few minutes alone with Gia. But that time is short-lived, as they take her up for a CT-Scan to confirm there isn’t a skull fracture. With nothing else to do, I go back out and wait with Blake and Mason.

Gia

When I open my eyes, I see that I am no longer in my apartment but in a hospital. I have no idea what happened. One minute I was walking into my kitchen, and the next minute I was here. I turn my head, and I see Logan standing next to my bed. Andy and Detective Malone arrive, and we have a short conversation about what happened. I am not much help because, apparently, I was hit from behind.

After returning from having a CT-Scan, Logan is nowhere to be found. I ask the nurse to find him. I thought I had only closed my eyes for a minute, but apparently it had been about two hours. When I do open my eyes again, Logan is sitting in a chair next to the bed.