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Chapter Eight
Jarod felt as if perhaps he was being offered a second chance. He hadn't been able to save his brother, he wasn't allowed to save Jillian, but there was nothing on this earth that would keep him from doing his damnedest to save Jeremy. He knew exactly where Blue Cove's closest hospital lay and he also knew that the Centre would be after him soon, not to mention that Miss Parker's smiles only boded ill for him and at the moment she was smiling as if she were the cat who had been given a bowl of cream.
With a screech of his tires, he pulled into the parking lot of the hospital almost fifteen minutes later and drove into the covered entrance of the emergency room. He called for a gurney and some orderlies to help him and set about trying to get Jeremy the medical attention he needed.
Trista got Caitlyn out of the car and looked determined not to allow Jeremy from her sight. Jeremy gripped Jarod's hand in his own, his darkened eyes beseeching Jarod to forgive him for his momentary betrayal.
Just as the orderlies were about to take Jeremy into the hospital, several black sedans pulled into the parking lot and Jarod muttered a curse under his breath.
Miss Parker stalked over to where Jeremy still gripped Jarod's hand, "It's time to come home, Jarod," she told him softly, but no less serious than she had been a hundred times before.
"Miss Parker," Jeremy whispered.
Parker leaned over to hear Jeremy better, but something so very unexpected happened that all Parker could do was simply stare.
Jeremy pick pocketed the handcuffs she had gotten from Broots and latched them first onto her wrist and then onto Jarod's.
He gave the pair a chagrined smile, "The voices I sometimes hear told me to do it. Just as they told me what Mr. Z was going to do to Trista, just as I knew that I could trust you truly Jarod."
"Parker!" Lyle's voice shouted from a closer distance than Jarod would have liked. Without a second thought, Jarod dragged a struggling Miss Parker back to the car, shoved her in on the driver's side and took off before Lyle could reach them, all the while Parker's cursing could be heard until they pulled out of sight.
"After them!" Lyle screamed to the dumbfounded sweepers. The sweepers ran back to their cars and took off after their prey, but just before Lyle got back into his own car, he stared into the ER intently. Shaking his head, he got in his car and drove away into the darkness.
Trista turned from the glass door and walked over to where the nurse was triaging Jeremy. She smiled at him, her daughter cooing happily on her hip, then nodded, "You're free, Jeremy. We're all of us free."
The End
What will happen to Jarod and Miss Parker? Find out in "Enemy Mine"