AN: Thank you all so much for your reviews! I was inspired to write another chapter tonight; it is short. I wish I could give yall a socially distant apporiate hug, but will give you another chapter instead. I start a new job tomorrow so the story may slow down for a bit but I will try and update multiple times a week!
Talia Cruz stood in the large room; her eyes narrowed as she searched for any failure in the infrastructure of the room. It had been built within the last two weeks to detailed specifications.
"It's sound proof ma'am, fire proof, flood proof." The engineer explained as Cruz began to walk around.
"I don't give a damn what can or cannot get in; all I care about is that nobody can get out without clearance." Her voice carried an air of power; it let the engineer know that she was indeed in charge.
"The bed is bolted down, it is a one piece unit so that nothing can be taken off of it. The bed is controlled by an app that has been downloaded onto your staff's phones. Think of a memory form mattress; the bed is smart so to speak and will instantly begin adjusting to the needs of the person in the bed. Or, what you decide are that person's needs. As far as security; the door is electrified, nobody can get out without a small device that will be placed on the inside of their shirts. They are able to easily remove it whenever needed but it presents your patient from easily grabbing it. Now, if you will look up, you'll see what looks like multiple vents; and yes it can act as that. However, if you need to sedate your patient and cannot get near them, or if you need to reduce oxygen, pressure, etc, those will allow it to happen. The control center is located outside and I have already trained Ian on how to use it."
"Can she get out at all?" Cruz bit her lip; liking what she was seeing.
The engineer shook his head, "I don't see how, ma'am. The walls are indestructible; the only possible way out would be if she needed a procedure that…"
Cruz interrupted, "Everything will be handled in this room; she will not leave for any reason once she is brought here. If she dies in this room, she is buried in this room. She. Will. Not. Leave." And with that, she turned on her foot and left the room, satisfied at what she was seeing.
She walked through the hallways of the fairly new compound; it was by far the most technologically advanced one they had. It has specific units, specific departments but saw far fewer patients that the other compound. This one was only utilized for those special patients; those that would stick out for a long time. Cruz thought back trying to remember the last patient that forced her to send them here. It had been over five years ago and he had only lasted an hour before his heart gave out.
This compound had been closed since; only to reopen a few weeks ago at Cruz's order. And her team had scrambled but pulled together everything needed. And added more; the room that had been built could act as an operating room, an emergency room and most importantly, a critical care unit.
Because Cruz knew JJ would require critical care and if she didn't behave, she would soon require a morgue. She would not leave this time and Cruz looked down at her watch; she had a meeting with the head of security in five minutes. It was time to come up with their plan on how to get JJ back; and how to get her away from her friends.
"Dr. Cruz," the men stood up as their boss entered the conference room. She nodded at them and sat down, the men sitting down after her.
"Do we have a plan in place?" She growled, seeing documents spread out on the table.
"We believe so ma'am, but it does involve the GPS and that last chip the neurosurgeon placed."
Cruz nodded, "Go on."
This time, another officer spoke up, "We need to induce a seizure. We can turn the chip back on and the longer its on the higher risk of the seizure. Once it happens, it takes multiple doses of a rescue med to get it to stop." Cruz cocked her head, liking where this was going. "Ross won't be able to stop it; we believe they will take her to the nearest ER using their SUV. The seizure will continue; we will make sure it happens at night so to reduce traffic. Mark here," he pointed to one of the guards, "Will be driving another SUV and will wait at an intersection; our other guys will tail the SUV and give details about their location. Mark will accelerate and hit the SUV from the driver's side; we believe given the mathematical formula, the SUV will roll several times and most likely whoever is the car will be knocked unconscious. Mark will be fine as the car is designed to take an impact such as this. Once the collision has occurred, David and Luke will pull in behind Mark and pull JJ from the SUV. Once back inside their car, they will administer the rescue meds to JJ and stop the seizure. Mark is a critical care paramedic and feels comfortable handling any medical emergency that may occur while she is being transported. Once they pull away, we estimate about a forty five minute drive before they arrive."
Cruz's lips twitched up in a smile. The plan was pretty damn perfect. "When do we go?"