Tony stared at it shocked, just what had Jack been doing while he was in Mexico, he wondered. He knew Jack had a few tatoos, but never expected him to get one like this. He knew he would get done for having one at work when he returned, Tony thought. Division thought they were unprofessional, so Tony guessed that it probably had been something to do with his cover, so he had gotten it. That was the plausible explanation, yet it still surprised him, it seemed drastic.
Tyring to forget about to tattoo he asked the doctor about Jack's recovery, again.
"It will take a long time, but we can never give it an exact number, each person has individual circumstances. But I can tell you, once the bones are back into place and solid, its probably going to be at least a year of physio, to get him walking properly again."
"What?" Said Tony, he had no idea it would cause such problems.
"Oh yes, and that is just judging by the stammina his body is showing. For some people it takes much much longer."
Before Tony could ask another question his earpiece cackled, it was the rookie they had sent to work with, telling him the two Salazer brothers had entered the building. He was stationed outside so he could coordinate with Tony and remain unnoticed.
Tony jumped up, and told the doctor, "Listen, no one can no about my being here, it will endanger his life, understand?"
The doctor nodded but was confused at Tony sudden alertness and the directness of his voice. Tony nodded and left the rom, and imediatly hurried into the empty office, belonging to the doctor whom he had just left. He had understood Tony needed somwhere to contact the U.S when he had arrived, and willlingly gave up his office for the duration of his stay.
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Ramon and Hector walked through the building briskly, stopping briefly to get directions to Jack's room. Ramon was worried about Jack's condition, where as Hector was worried about how angry Jack would be with him. Still, neither of them voiced their concerns, to do that would be to show weakness.
They spoke to the nurse at the desk and told her they were here to discharge Jack. The woman didn't like what she was doing, she knew how badly injured he was after a few clicks on her outdated computer, but she wouldn't say no to the Salazars, espescially when they offered to pay all of his medical bills on the spot, and give herself a hefty tip too, for her troubles.
The nurse escorted them to the room and they entered, they were both shocked at the sight of Jack, he looked bad. His cast had been removed from his arm, and it was extremely thin and weak looking, compared to his other. His head and face was a mixture of bruises and stitches, and the area where Hector glassed him was covered thickly in square dressings, and the area around it was very swollen, and almost black with bruising.
Ramon grabbed the clipboard and read the list of his injuries. He ripped the paper off and folded it up, placing it into his pocked. The nurse told them she would get everything they needed, and left the room. When she returned she had her hands and pockets full, and she slowly emptied the contents into Hectors duffel bag, explaining what each one was slowly, and what they needed ot do with it. The main thing she gave them was morpheine, but she also gave them other things which were also necessary. She also managed to get her hands on a portable I.V. She made sure to stuff lots of leaflets into the bag, which gave them extra informatin on Jacks hip. She explained how he would not, and should not even attempt to walk as it would further his injury. The bone had been set, and in a few months time he should begin physio therapy.
Ramon thanks the nurse gratefully and rewarded her, not only with over a thousand dollar tip, but also a kiss on the cheek which made her blush. She opened up a black wheelchair and the two brothers carefully moved Jack from the bed and slouched him into it. He didn't stir, just moaned every few seconds as they moved his damaged body.
Once they had him seated and were sure he wasn't going to fall out, they moved. Ramon slung the bag over his shoulder as Hector pushed the sleeping Jack through the back entrance of the hospital. They got to their van and again carefully pulled him out of the chair and laid him down in the back. They placed the bag and chair in the boot, then drove away, seemingly care free. However, both knew each others worries, their main player wouldn't be walking for a while. They were going to have to train more men. They knew that if it had bene someone else they would have just left them for dead in the first place, but they could still use Jack's brain. The still needed him.
In the hospital Tony sat in the doctors chair behind his desk, wondering how long the Salazars were going to be. Rob, the man out front was keeping a watchful eye on the entrance doors, waiting for the brothers to leave. He didn't know they were already long gone.
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