Adam was instantly awake. "Who are you?" Adam had expected Justin; it wasn't. The man next to him had wavy, blond, shoulder length hair with a close beard and light mustache. His build was lithe, but muscular. He was dressed like a generic hospital worker in blue scrubs. He easily blended in.
"A friend. Trust me, please. Justin is with Jason. They are getting your children. Hunter said to tell you Meggie Pops is fine." The man spoke in a friendly tone, his smile was impishly warm.
Adam just knew the man was alright. "Okay, I'm ready. Um, I can't walk very well yet." He was worried. If they got caught, no telling what would happen.
"Don't worry. You get a free ride." The man pointed to a waiting gurney.
With help, Adam got onto the gurney. "Alright, play dead." The man stated as he covered Adam completely with a blue sheet, just like they used in the morgue.
Adam barely breathed. He could hear the man move about the room. Adam wasn't sure, but he thought maybe the man fixed the bed to make it look like he was in it, but he wasn't sure.
"Okay, be still. Here we go." The man spoke softly and pushed the gurney out of the room.
Adam tried not to make any movements. His thoughts flew to his children. How in the hell was this going to work? The hospital had CCTV cameras everywhere. It was something Adam had forgotten about...until now.
Adam felt the gurney enter an elevator. "We're safe so far. Hang on. It's going to be alright…oh fuck..." The man muttered as the elevator stopped.
"Oh sorry. Go ahead, we'll wait for the next one." A lady's voice spoke. Adam knew the voice, it came from a nurse on the surgical ward.
"Thanks." The man with Adam replied. He quickly pushed the button. The elevator moved again.
The man chuckled. "Guess they didn't want to ride with a pick up for the morgue."
Adam didn't respond, but understood. He guessed they were going down to the basement, where the hospitals morgue was located.
Up in the children's ward, Jan was very upset. "I want my bear!" She cried for the large teddy bear her dad had given her.
"Jan, be quiet, like grandpa Hunter said!" James whispered firmly to his sister. He and Jan were in the office Dean had once used.
Jan and James had been told to be very still and quiet. Grandpa Hunter, Uncle Jason and Nurse Justin had told them they were going on an adventure, to see their daddy. James was smart enough to know something serious was happening. He knew grandpa Hunter would keep them safe, no matter what.
"Sorry, but I am scared, James. It's so dark in here." Jan didn't cry, but she was close.
James wrapped an arm around his sister's shoulders. "It will be alright, sis. Now, shh." He could hear footsteps. He knew they had to be completely silent.
Justin was at the nurse's station. There was a bit of panic in his nervous system. Lita had suddenly called in sick that afternoon. Vickie Guerrero had volunteered to stay and cover for Lita.
Justin counted on the fact that he could easily have sent Lita to do rounds down the opposite hallways as he, Jason and Hunter moved the quads. Vickie wasn't as easily swayed to break the routine.
Justin and Hunter had managed to get Jan and James to Dean's old office while Vickie took her lunch break. They hadn't had time to move Jade and Jordan. Justin had to think of something, but what? They needed enough time to get the quads onto the elevator.
Hunter and Jason could listen to Justin through medal the nurse still wore. Jason also had an ear piece and radio so he could communicate with Kenny Omega, who'd gone to get Adam.
Jade was comfortable on Hunter's hip as held her close. Her head rested on Hunter's shoulder, Jade slept soundly. She'd taken her regular night meds that helped her sleep. Jordan was wide awake, and stood next to Hunter. He was afraid, he too knew something serious was about to happen.
Hunter and Jason looked at each other. Hunter spoke. "Okay Jordan, hurry." They opened the door and quickly went down the hall. Justin fervently motioned for them to speed up. Vickie had gone to answer a patient call and he wasn't sure how long it would take.
When Hunter, Jordan and Jason got to the nurse's desk, Justin unlocked the door to Dean's old office.
"Go in and wait. Too risky. Don't know how long she will be." Justin whispered as Hunter, Jordan and Jason went into the room.
"We just need two or three minutes to get them to the elevator. Thank God Jade is asleep." Hunter whispered as Jan hugged his leg.
Justin nodded. "I'm trying. Shh, she's coming." He quietly shut and locked the door before Vickie could see what he'd done. Justin quickly slipped back into the station and casually pulled a chart.
Vickie sat down. "Just needed a drink of water. I don't know why she called, the pitcher on her bedside table was full." She spoke in annoyed tone of voice.
Justin tried not to growl. "You know it wasn't the water. Mary was probably scared and just wanted to see someone." While Vickie was a very good nurse, she wasn't the best with children. She lacked a lot of compassion for frightened, sick children.
Vickie sighed. "Yes, you're probably right. Sorry, Justin. Guess I am more tired than I thought."
Justin got an idea. Now, if he could only get Vickie to fall for it.
Adam felt the gurney stop. He heard a door close, he could tell they were in a small room. It smelled strongly of laundry soap.
"You can uncover, Adam. We have to wait. There is a problem with the children..." The man went on to explain what he'd heard from Jason.
"...so, they have to wait for Justin to get them to the elevator." The man finished with a sigh.
"Well, at least the children are with Hunter and Jason. By the way, do you have a name or is it...wait, you're Jason's FBI contact aren't you?" Adam asked as he managed to sit up a bit The only light in the room came from a pen light in the man's hand.
"Yes, I am. Name's Kenny." Kenny replied simply.
Adam gave a nod. "Nice to meet you, Kenny. Sorry if I sound… this is just so unbelievable. It was and is very hard for me to realize… about Randy. I'm also terrified for my children. They must be so scared, having to wait like that." He spoke in a near whisper.
Kenny gave a bit of a chuckle. "I am sure it was. I am sorry to say, we've been trying to get your ex-husband and the McMahon's behind bars for a while now. They both have people on their payrolls that make sure charges don't stick. Hopefully, this little escapade will lead to something that can't be...unstuck."
"Kenny, I want to know the truth. Has Randy actually ever killed someone, or did he just order it done?" Adam wanted to actually know. The notebook had never made it crystal clear.
Kenny moved so he could look at Adam. There was enough light so he could see that Adam's hazel eyes searched for the truth about his ex. He could also see that Adam needed to know.
"Yes, Adam, he has. Randy has personally killed four that we know of, maybe more. Randal K. Orton never makes a threat he doesn't carry out, even if he has to do it himself. I'm sorry." Kenny did feel bad. He could tell that Adam didn't have a clue who the real Randal Keith Orton was.
Adam quickly swiped the tear that ran down his cheek. "Thank you for being honest. Any slight doubt I had about all...this is gone. I want him in jail, as far away from my children as possible. From this moment on, Dean Ambrose is their one and only father." Adam spoke the words he never once thought he would say.
"Can't say I blame you. But Adam, until we can arrest him, you can't..." Kenny was halted by Adam.
"I know. I have to treat him like normal. Don't worry. I will do whatever it takes, as long as the children aren't in any danger..." Adam paused when he saw Kenny press on the small ear bud he wore.
"Ten-four, Jason. Adam and I are in the designated place. Yes, I will tell him." Kenny spoke softly into the ring he wore.
"The children?" Adam asked in a tone that only an extremely worried parent could have.
Kenny smiled and laid a friendly hand on Adam's shoulder. "They are fine. Jason also said they are being very good. They will be here soon. Justin got Vickie away. He sent her down for food from the kitchen. Justin is a wonder, in the way he gets things done."
Upstairs in the children's ward, Justin unlocked the door to let the others out. "Come on. I got you enough time. Better use the stairs, it's longer, but safer." Justin explained as the little group walked across the waiting area to the door to the stairwell.
"Thank you, Justin. Give us thirty minutes. I will reactivate the CCTV cameras when we're clear. You ready with your finale?" Jason asked, brow arched. He had Jan on his hip as he spoke.
Justin nodded. "Yes, I am. I just hope there isn't an emergency. Well, there are nurses on the other wing. Good luck."
"Thank you, Justin. We'll be in touch." Hunter gave Justin a nod of deep respect, as he adjusted the sleeping Jade on his hip.
Justin closed the door to the stairwell. He patted a bottle in his pocket and headed to the nurse's station. Two minutes after he sat down, the elevator dinged, and Vickie stepped off. She carried a tray filled with cookies and two sandwiches.
"I think they were expecting me. Guess you have them in the palm of your hand." Vickie spoke with a laugh as she sat down.
Justin chuckled. "Yeah, I guess so. I usually go down when I have a night shift. We can take a break soon. It will revive you." He knew they had to be in the break room before Jason reset the CCTV cameras. His very life depended on it. He couldn't stop the chill of fear from crawling up his spine.
"Come on, boys. Just a bit more. James, you feeling alright?" Hunter asked as they stopped on the landing between the second and first floors. Going down the stairs could be a taxing as going up, especially carrying a seven year old who was dead weight, sound asleep.
"I'm okay, grandpa Hunter. Will we be with daddy soon?" James asked. His head hurt, but only a little bit. He really just wanted to sleep.
Hunter gave James a pat on the back. "Yes, you will be with daddy very soon. Come on, we're almost there." The little group continued down the stairs. Jordan helped his brother.
When they got to the basement level, Jason gently set Janice down. "Wait here, I will check if it's clear." Jason knew there was one attendant in the morgue and the janitors were out and about replacing supplies as they worked to clean the hospital. He and Kenny knew the movements of the workers, but anything could change at any minute. It was always best to err on the side of caution.
Jason cautiously opened the door. He looked both ways, the coast was clear. "Okay, Kenny we're coming." Jason stepped back into the stairwell and picked Jan up.
"Let's go and be quiet." Jason spoke softly. He and Hunter exchanged another glance, then moved out quickly.
Jason held James' hand, Hunter held Jordan's. They made their way down to the end of what seemed like an endless hallway. In reality it was only a few feet. Jason stopped at a door with a plaque that read: LAUNDRY SUPPLIES. He knocked a coded knock. Even thought it was more like a tap, Hunter thought it echoed like thunder.
The supply room door opened, then closed as Adam was reunited with his quadruplets. Near silent hugs, kisses and greetings were exchanged.
Jason, Kenny and Hunter spoke in a whisper. Adam couldn't hear them, but he could tell they were worried.
"What's wrong?" Adam asked as he held his children. The kids had climbed up on the gurney, it was very crowded, but the gurney managed to hold up.
Hunter went to Adam. "Nothing. It's just the timing. We have a very short time to get you five out to the truck. You just hang on. Soon you will be safe. I promise…." Hunter suddenly stopped when the heard a key slip into the lock on the door.
The eight people in the laundry supply room froze as the handle of the door turned…
Upstairs, Justin turned to speak to Vickie. "Come on, we have time for a coffee break. It will revive you for the last couple of hours on the shift."
Vickie grinned. "Sounds good. I'll take the pager." She picked up the pager that would alert them to any patient calls while they were away from the station.
Justin chuckled. "Fine, come on." He picked up the plate of snacks, Vickie had gotten earlier from the kitchen.
Justin was so fed up with his fellow nurse he actually looked forward to what he was about to do to her. Sometimes Justin didn't mind doing terrible things, to terrible people.
When they got to the break room, Justin set the plate down on the table. He then went over to pour two cups of coffee. Justin turned to look at Vickie.
"Take anything in your coffee?" Justin asked as he filled the cups.
"Two sugars, one cream, please." Vickie replied as she removed the plastic wrap from the plate of treats.
Justin pulled a small vial out of his pocket. He swiftly poured half the contents of the vial in one cup, half in the other. He crushed the vial and dropped it into the sink, turned on the water and washed it away. To cover his action, he ran a bit of water into his cup of hot coffee. Lastly, Justin added the sugars and cream to Vickie's cup. He stirred both cups, then took them in hand and sat down.
In order to cover himself, Justin had drugged their coffee. It would take about ten minutes after consumption for it to hit. Both he and Vickie would be found, passed out in the break room. The affect of the drug would last at least six hours. No one would know when they had been drugged. It was the perfect way for Justin to cover his tracks.
Stephanie McMahon would assume the Orton faction had done it; in order to get Adam and the children. Randy Orton would hopefully assume it was the McMahon's who had taken his family. Justin hoped he lived through it.
Just in picked up a cookie in one hand, his coffee cup in the other. "Guten appetet, Miss Vickie." He raised his cup in toast. He grinned internally when Vickie did the same and took a deep sip from her drug laced coffee cup. Justin pretended to sip. He would drink his coffee as soon as he saw Vickie affected by the drug. He wanted to be 100% sure she would fall into a deep sleep before he did. Sometimes, things didn't always work according to plan.
Down in the laundry supply room, tension was high. Kenny listened at the door, ready to attack the moment it opened. He heard a voice. "No, not in there. The trash bags are in here."
"Oh, okay." Another, closer voice replied. The occupants of the room heard the sound of the door being locked.
Hunter let out the breath he'd held. "That was too close…way too close. Is Bret in place?" He was more than ready to get the hell out of there.
Jason also exhaled. "Yeah. Good thing the trash bags aren't in here. Yes, he is ready and when it's clear, we go. You kids hang on tight and pretend you are on a fun ride at Worlds of Fun. Adam, hang on. I promise, you will soon be totally safe."
"Come on, my darlings. Hold on tight to each other. Daddy won't let anything happen to you. I know this is strange and scary. I promise, Uncle Dean and I will explain it to you later. Uncle Dean, Uncles Seth and Roman are waiting for us." Adam spoke softly to his children. He made sure they were safe and secure on the gurney.
After what seemed like an eternity, Jason uttered the word he'd been waiting to say. "Go!" He and Hunter pushed the gurney when Kenny unlocked the door and opened it.
Adam and his children clung to one another as they sped down the hallway. They were soon outside. A white truck waited for them. Bret Hart was in the back of the truck, ready to pull the gurney inside.
Bret an Jason lifted and pulled as Hunter and Kenny lifted and pushed. The gurney was soon in the truck. Jason quickly got out, pulled down the door and got into the drivers seat. The truck pulled away from St. Luke's Hospital.
Hunter, Kenny and Bret all held bright flashlights. Hunter spoke. "We made it. We actually made it." He had relief in his voice and on his face.
"Yes but, we aren't safe yet. I hope Roman and Dean are ready." Kenny spoke with more caution in his voice.
Adam held James close as the truck bounced along. Jade, now awake sat on Hunter's lap. Jordan and Jan sat next to Hunter and Kenny.
Jade let out a yawn. "Hey, what's going on?" She had been sound a sleep during the "great escape."
"Tell you later, sis. You have to be quiet now." James spoke as he nuzzled against his daddy.
Jade yawned again and laid her head on grandpa Hunter's shoulder. "Okay." She closed her eyes and was soon asleep once again.
Twenty minutes later, Adam felt the truck make a tight turn and move in reverse. The momentum stopped. The door was slid up and open.
Dean, Roman and Jason spoke in the driveway, in front of the truck. "Sorry I am so early or late. The traffic from your storage unit was slowed by that night construction on Truman Road." Jason spoke a bit louder than a whisper, just in case unwanted ears were listening.
Roman chuckled. "No problem, things happen. Come on, I will drive you home as promised. Dean, tell Seth I'll be back in an hour or so, if he wakes up." He gave Dean a pat on the back.
As Roman, Dean and Jason spoke, Seth and Ida helped Adam and the children into the house. All the lights were out and the drapes were drawn.
"Come on, my little monkeys, follow me." Ida smiled as Jan took her hand. Hunter carried Jade and the boys followed behind. Seth and Bret held on to Adam. The blond could walk, but because of his hips, he wasn't too steady on his feet.
They made their way down to the safe room. The children had never known it was there.
"This is so cool. It's like the place at dad's house when we had to hid from those bad men." James remarked as they went down the stairs that led to the safe room.
Once they were in the room, Bret spoke. "They are in your hands. Come on Hunter' we've got to go."
"I'll talk to you later, Adam." Hunter spoke as Ida took the sleeping Jade from him.
Adam smiled. "Okay. Thank you, and be sure to thank Jason and Kenny." He was happy they had made it safely.
"I will." Hunter gave a wave as he and Bret hurried out of the safe room.
In Adam's garage, Kenny had hidden on the back floor board of Roman's truck. He could hear Hunter grunt as he bent down to hide as well. Bret managed to wedge his way in between them. Roman and Jason covered the law enforcement officers with a black cloth, then got into the truck. Dean pushed a button to open the garage door. He waved as Roman backed out of the garage. When it was clear, Dean pushed the button again and the garage door closed again. The moving truck was now out of sight to anyone driving by.
Dean chuckled when he got down to the safe room. Adam and the children were all piled onto the queen sized bed in Adam's room. Seth checked over his patients and Ida fussed around the small kitchen area. The children looked alright as did Adam, exhausted, but alright. Dean gave a word of thanks, then went to his family.
"Roman will be back in an hour or so. Just has to make his drop off, get back, then we can say, mission complete. Everyone alright?" Dean asked as Jordan made room for him on the bed.
Seth answered. "Yes, but James said his head hurts. It could be stress. I feel Jade's medication is too strong. Jan and Jordan are fine and Adam is hurting, but, all in all, considering what they have been through…" He let his words fade as Dean gave James a much closer look.
"Seth, my bag, please." Dean was a bit worried. James had a very pained expression on his face.
Seth quickly got Dean's medical bag from the living room area. "Here." He handed the bag to Dean.
Adam's face was etched with worry as he watched Dean examine James. Maybe they shouldn't have left the hospital. Jade and James had be so badly hurt in the accident nearly a week ago.
Dean glanced at his fiance. "He is fine, daddy. Pupils are equal and reactive. Just a headache. Now I want you four to go to bed and get some sleep. Daddy needs his sleep too. You are safe at home." He used his firm Doctor's voice with a face to match.
"Uncle Dean is right, my darlings. We all need our sleep. I promise, we will all be together, from now on. Now, Uncle Dean, Uncle Seth and Miss Ida will tuck you all in. Daddy loves you." Adam too spoke with a parental sternness. He kissed each of his children.
Dean picked up the sleeping Jade. "We love you, daddy. Come on, Jan. Come on, Jor." James spoke to his siblings. He was more than ready to go to bed and sleep.
It wasn't long before the four children were tucked into their beds, fast asleep. Seth and Ida went upstairs, they were just as tired. They had been up all night with worry. Dean closed the mirror behind them.
Dean gave another look in on the children. They were in dreamland and appeared to have taken everything very well. He figured there would be questions later. He would do his best to answer them, with Adam's help.
When Dean got to Adam's room, he smiled. The blond beauty was asleep. He'd removed his brace and hung it on the rail of the bed Dean stripped down to his boxers. Without disturbing Adam, he slipped into the bed He turned on his side and carefully draped an arm over Adam. Dean fell asleep, almost instantly.
Upstairs, Ida went to her little apartment off the kitchen. She had time to sleep a bit before anyone would want breakfast. Ida was glad it had all worked. While she had faith in Hunter, she hadn't had a lot of faith in the plan. But, it had worked, her family was safe, she could sleep.
Seth tried not to pace in the guest room he and Roman had been given. It wouldn't be over for him until Roman came home. It was the final phase of the plan. Roman was taking the others to the underground garage at the Bret and Hunter's station. Then he would return to Adam's.
Seth let out a sigh and a grin formed on his lips. Roman had just sent a text. "Be there in five." Seth went down to let his husband in.
Roman grinned as he pulled into Adam's garage. Seth stood at the kitchen door and smiled at him.
Fifteen minutes later, the Reigns' were in their bed. They held each other close as they drifted off to sleep. The plan had worked…or had it?
Lita, feeling much better, had agreed to come onto the morning shift. When she got to the nurse's station on the children's ward, she was perplexed. Neither Justin nor Vickie were there, and six patient buzzers were going off. She immediately knew something was wrong.
Lita called for help from the other children's wing. She went to check on the patient's who'd rung for a nurse. Where were Justin and Vickie? Lita couldn't worry about that, children needed her.
Drake Younger stepped off the elevator onto the children's ward. He was worried, Justin had never come home. After an hour and no returned calls, Drake decided to go to St. Luke's and find out why.
Drake saw there was no one at the nurse's station. Maybe they were in the break room, perhaps some kind of staff meeting. It happened sometimes, if there was an issue.
He went into the break room. It took Drake a moment. Vickie Guerrero was slumped over the table and Justin was on the floor, he looked...dead.
"Justin!" Drake cried out as he rushed to his lover. Drake nearly slipped when his foot splashed in a puddle of spilled coffee. He fell to his knees and felt his wrist. Drake was relieved to feel the pulse of Justin's heart beat.
"Justin! Hey, Justin! Baby, wake up." Drake gently tapped Justin's face, but got no response.
Drake suddenly remembered they were in a hospital. "I'll get help, Justin!" Drake kissed his lover's cheek, then dashed out to call the ER.
"Oh, Lita!..." Drake explained about Justin and Vickie being unconscious in the break room. "…so get help! They need help!" Drake spoke with utter panic in his voice and worry carved deeply on his face.
A shadow crossed over Lita's face. "I knew something was wrong. I'll call down to ER." She picked up the phone and called the emergency department. As she called, Drake hurried back to the break room.
Younger wet a towel, then knelt next to Justin. He tried again to rouse his lover. He still tried when a team from the emergency department entered the break room. Two nurses went to Vickie, two to Justin. Drake got out of their way to let the nurses work.
After a few tense moments, one of the nurses spoke to Drake. "His vitals are fine. My guess is they were drugged with something extremely strong. But why? Who would do such a thing? We'll take them down to the ER." She called for paramedics to assist and bring two gurneys.
Before anything else could be said, Lita came into the room. "The Orton children… are gone!" She'd gone to check on all the patients, she'd been shocked to find room 151 empty of its four patients.
It took Drake a moment to absorb what Lita had said. Then it hit him. "That's why… I will come down to the ER shortly." Drake hurried out of the break room. He went to the elevator and pushed the button that would take him to the floor with the neurological ward, where Adam Copeland-Orton's room was located.
When Drake stepped off the elevator, the ward was in a bit of chaos. He heard the nurses talk.
"No, he's not in the bathroom. Could have snuck out to see his children?" Jillian was the one who'd spoken. She'd gone to check on Adam before she went home, only Adam hadn't been anywhere to be found.
Drake spoke up. "I just came from the children's ward. The Orton children are missing. Justin and Vickie appeared to have been drugged. They've taken them down to the ER. They can't wake them up."
Jillian's mouth fell open. "Adam and his children are missing? Justin and Vickie drugged? We've got to call the police and the McMahon's!" She was in a near panic. Were they missing or had they been kidnapped.
Drake took over. "I will take care of it, Jillian. I'll call Stephanie. She will call law enforcement. Don't touch anything in Adam's room, just in case they want to investigate. I'll go call madame now." He gave Jillian a firm nod of authority.
Jillian knew Mr. Younger was close to Stephanie McMahon and if he wanted to take control of the situation, she was going to let him.
"I will leave you to it, Mister Younger. I just hope Adam and the children are alright. I'll also lock Adam's room till further notice. Please keep us informed, about Justin and Vickie too. I will stay over shift, in case I am needed." Jillian returned Drake's nod.
Drake gave another nod. "I will." He headed back to the elevator. He went down to the emergency department floor, but stepped outside. No one needed to hear his call to Stephanie.
Younger pulled out his cell phone. He took a deep breath, and knew this would be a very difficult call to make. Drake pressed 01, and waited.
"Hello ma'am...yes, ma'am… I know it is early…ma'am… no, it can't wait…ma'am, I have some very bad news…" Drake went on to tell Stephanie McMahon everything since he'd walked into St. Luke's Hospital.
Five minutes later, Drake finished telling Stephanie what he knew. "Yes, ma'am...I don't know, I didn't go to the isolation ward. Yes ma'am, I will… yes ma'am...yes, see you soon...you're welcome, ma'am." Drake ended the call. He went to see if Wade Barrett was alright. Wade had never crossed his mind. He hoped the Brit was alright.
At eight-thirty, Drake sat in Stephanie McMahon's office. Finn Bálor was there as well.
"I couldn't go in to see him, but Wade is there. The nurse told me he was doing very well, so at least he is alright. I just wish Justin would wake up. What the fuck happened?" Finn spoke in an angry tone of voice. He'd rushed to the hospital after Stephanie had called him.
Stephanie sat behind her desk. "I don't know what happened. I contacted security to send me the CCTV footage. Hopefully, we will have the answer then. I'm sure Orton is behind this." She growled her words. Stephanie was glad that her father had been called out of town again yesterday, at lest she could deal with this without him breathing down her neck. She didn't need him on her about this.
"The question is, did Orton know what we'd planned for Adam?" Drake asked in a thought filled voice.
Finn growled. "How could he have known? You, myself, Justin, Wand and Madame Stephanie are the only ones that knew."
"Not true, Finn. Jericho knew." Drake looked at Finn, brow arched.
Stephanie scoffed. "Trust me, Jericho wouldn't have said anything to Orton. If Orton is behind it, it had to be a coincidence. You four are the only ones I completely trust. Don't get me wrong, I do trust the others, but you four are the most loyal to me. I am counting Wade. What I want to know is how? This is a hospital, filled with staff. Four children and a near crippled man would have been seen…." Stephanie was interrupted when her inter-hospital phone rang.
"Stephanie McMahon...yes...you've got to be fucking joking… yes, I do…no, I'll take care of it...question the staff that were on duty…I don't care, just do it...thank you." Stephanie ended the call with another growl.
Stephanie looked at Drake and Finn. "There is no CCTV footage. It was out from midnight till after four. Every single camera, inside and outside. Unbelievable, fucking unbelievable. How could Orton have done that? Our system is secured. Drew even tried to break into it, but couldn't. We're just going to have to wait to hear what Justin has to say." She let out a sigh.
"Could be awhile. They are running a lab test on the coffee Justin and Vickie were drinking, as well as the food they had eaten. The plate was from the kitchen. It could have been drugged there. Maybe Orton paid someone off in the kitchen." Drake again spoke with deep thought.
Stephanie nodded. "I told the lab to put a rush on it."
"If it comes back to the kitchen, I will find the bastard and kill them personally. Drake, did you search the break room?" Finn looked at Younger.
Drake nodded. "Yeah, when they got the samples. I didn't find anything. I even dug through the trash. Oh, Justin had this in his pocket. I didn't want anyone to find it." He pulled out the medication Jericho had brought. The stuff that would have killed Adam.
Stephanie gave a nod of approval, then spoke. "Good. Well done, Mister Younger. Well gentlemen, we might as well have some coffee. All we can do now is wait...I hate waiting."