Mason's pov
We all looked at the doctor's somber face, terrified. Frank was the first to speak
"How is he?"
"We had to put him in a medically induced coma; his body was reacting negatively to the blood loss, as to be expected; but we could not anticipate he would need to be put into a coma. The bullet had some sort of substance in it; I bagged the evidence without contaminating it."
Danny took the bag, unable to look at the fragments of the bullet that almost claimed the life of yet another Reagan brother
"Thank you."
The Reagan's and I asked the next question in one voice
"When will he wake up or be woken up?"
The doctor sighed
"Depends on Jamie. Now it is a waiting game."
The Reagan's were not known for being patient, and I was no better. I turned to Danny
"I'm going to find Kyle and Sydney, and whoever is helping them. No cops or guards reported missing or escaped prisoners, so there could be a mole. Back me up?"
He nodded
"You bet. And that quick mind of yours was made for the academy, not a courtroom, you're a great cop."
Circumstances aside, the praise from the eldest Reagan sibling gave me a sense of pride and approval as we set off to find the always seemed to be one step ahead.