Chapter 23

    It was eight before the group reached the hotel. They were tired out and just wanted to go to sleep, the day's events catching up with them. Lucas suddenly realised that he hadn't got the room key. Cursing himself silently, Lucas asked at the reception desk if Bridger was in his room. Lucas was relieved to hear that he was.

    Plodding to his shared room, Lucas knocked on the door and was in the middle of yawning when Bridger opened the door.

    "I think you're yawn says it all. Come in and get straight to bed. You've had a busy day." Lucas rolled his eyes, Bridger sounded so parental at times and this happened to be one of those times.

    "Yes dad!" Lucas entered the room and changed into his pyjamas in the bathroom. When he came out, Bridger asked,

    "How did you get that bruise on your forehead…? It looks quite nasty, maybe you sound get Kristen to take a look at it?"

    "No it's OK. When I banged my head, the doctors at the hospital looked at it and they wouldn't have let me out if it wasn't." Lucas commented.

    "Well you certainly banged your head in the right place." Bridger joked. Sobering up, he asked, "How is he?"

    "He's in a coma at the moment and they're not sure if he's gonna wake up…They said the longer he stayed unconscious, the more chance there is of him getting brain damaged." Lucas somehow managed to keep the tears at bay. "I'll be OK." Lucas added, as he read Bridger's thoughts. He didn't want to mention the part about Baz's accident not being an accident just yet.

    "You can take as much time off as you need. He'll pull through, I'm sure of it…You must be shattered! Go on, get some sleep." Bridger advised.

    Lucas numbly nodded and fell fast asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow. Bridger looked at the troubled teen, and his heart melted at the sight.

    "'Night, kiddo." Bridger whispered before he went to find Kristen and to tell her of the update on Baz. He knew Kristen ha taken Baz's accident pretty hard, as she still hadn't made up with Baz about the accusation.

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    The next day, Lucas awoke and was blinded by the sun poring through his window. Glancing at his watch, it read eleven. Groaning, Lucas knew he would have to wake up. Bridger had already left the room. Just then a flash of white caught his attention from the corner of his room. It was another piece of paper with his name with his name printed on top. Breathing heavily, Lucas crept over to the note and slowly read the words. It read:

"Poor old Baz is going to join your mother. Who is going to be next?"

    Lucas paled dramatically, but didn't feel like he was going to be sick like last time. Instead he pocketed the note in the back of his pocket, copying Baz's actions without realising he had done so.

    A sudden thought struck the youth,

    'Hang on. If one of those letters was mine, who did the other one belong to?' Lucas thought of several possibilities, all of which had Baz as the other note bearer. He sat down suddenly on the bed. 'Why didn't he tell me?' Lucas looked up, determination set in his eyes. 'I'm gonna catch whoever is doing this, with help from my friends.'

TBC… Hope your enjoying this. Sorry this part's a bit short next one should be longer.