Page 17 of Stilettos and Outlaws
The ambulance pulled to a stop at the emergency room doors. Doc Halliday opened the back doors. “Any bullet wounds or broken bones?”
“No, I have a bloody nose and Julie has two cuts,” I replied.
“I was told you were caught in a bomb blast.”
Julie rolled her eyes. “A minor blast and we took cover.”
“Minor?” Doc Halliday raised an eyebrow. “I saw the news reports. You’re lucky to be alive.”
I snorted. “Everything would have been fine if the damn chickens hadn’t triggered the trip wire.”
“Chickens?”
A very naked Chuck raced out of the emergency room with Frank and Hank, the security guard, in hot pursuit.
Frank shouted, “Come back here, you crazy old man. Where do you think you’re going?”
“Home! I’m going home.”
“Cookie,” Mom yelled.
Chuck did an 180 and ran over to us.
Mom held out the cookie.
Frank grabbed Chuck and quickly cuffed him.
“Cookie. Cookie. Cookie,” Chuck whined.
Mom gave the cookie to Hank. “It’ll calm him down.
“I hope so. He’s pretty fast for an old guy.”
Doc Halliday motioned to an orderly. “Put Chuck in room three.”
“Yes, sir.” The orderly and Frank lifted Chuck onto a gurney and rolled him away.
Julie frowned. “Got any aspirin? I’ve got a killer headache.”
“Take them to room two, Jerry,” Doc Halliday instructed.
Jerry nodded. “Yes, sir.” He pulled back the privacy curtain and moved us onto the hospital beds. “Ladies, it’s been interesting.”
“I’ve heard stories about you two, but I never believed them, until now,” Eddie added.
Julie rolled her eyes. “We’re just doing our jobs.”
“Uh, huh. It was like something out of the wild, wild West.”
“Arizona still has outlaws,” I responded.
Eddie grabbed their equipment. “I’m thinking of rotating to Sun City where all I have to deal with are harmless old folks.”
“Harmless?” I started laughing.
Mom and Julie joined in.
“What’s so funny?”
