POV: Raphael
“Shaun, what is going on over there, Are you hurt?” Miguel asked him in a panicked tone as he got up immediately and viewed his body to see where he was shot. I’d already seen it when the nurse took his phone but I didn’t say anything because I don’t want to get him more worried and upset than he is presently.
He was shot in the chest and stomach, and I could tell that he is in pain, but he is just faking it to put Miguel’s mind at ease. It would break Everyone if something bad happens to him. I know I only just met the guy today, but trust me, I would feel it too because he is such a great guy and he doesn’t deserve to die.
I see him like Carl, he is loyal to a fault, just like Carl. I could see it in his eyes that he would do anything to protect the Myer’s, even putting his life at risk for them. He is still bleeding from the gunshots, the bullet has not been taken out and the bleeding has not stopped. He must have lost a lot of blood while waiting for Juliette Myers to come out from surgery.
“Speak to me, Shaun, what’s wrong?” Miguel asked once more, sounding so sad and broken.
“I’m fine boss, just a few grazes.” He lied, forcing himself to smile. He winced in pain as he smiled, and that was enough to tell me that he is bleeding internally too.
“Shaun!
Look, here!
Listen to me!” I called out to him in the sternest tone I could use on him in this condition.
“You are hurt Shaun, you are bleeding so badly and you have lost a lot of blood. I can see the placed you have been shot man, it’s likely that you are bleeding internally too. You have to let them take you to the theater right now, else you could die!” I told him firmly, trying to get him to move. But he simply smiled at my words, acting as if it were nothing.
I guess he thinks that I don’t know anything about gunshots wounds to give him advice on how to handle himself. He has no idea that I get shot once or twice in a week. I could tell from looking at him that he is getting pale. Any moment from now he could pass out from loss of blood and dehydration. That could prolong the process and make it more difficult for him to be operated on successfully.
“Listen to him Shaun, listen to the doctor!” Miguel added furiously.
“Its not that bad, boss. I can handle it, I’ll be fine. Don’t get deceived by the bloodstains on my body, most of them are not even mine.” He lied, sounding weak. The nurse grabbed the phone from him again and this time she sounded pissed at us.
“He is in a terrible condition and he has refused to get prepped for surgery because he is working. Could you please relieve him of his duties so he could take care of himself?” she asked us, sounding a bit offended and angry. She thinks we are overworking him and that’s why he is refusing to take care of himself. I can’t begin to understand what she must be thinking about us right now, but I had to make her understand that we want the same thing as her,
“Get him to the theatre right now!
Do not let him anywhere near the Myers until he is discharged by a doctor. Strap him to the bed and sedate him if that’s what it would take to get him to the theatre. Makes sure he gets all the treatment he needs!” I told them sternly, turning to Miguel to give the order.
“Corporate with the doctors Shaun, that’s an order!” he told him sternly, glaring at him. I could tell from Shaun’s reaction that he didn’t like the tone Miguel used. Miguel noticed it as well and he smiled warmly at him, looking him in the eyes,
“Don’t fight it, Shaun, please get better, I need you back on your feet as soon as possible, I need you back to work with full strength. Please get well, my friend.” He told him, smiling at him. I could see tears trickling down the corner of his eyes, same with Shaun.
“Who is going to take care of mom while I’m sedated?” he asked Miguel. But before Miguel could say a words, two guys stepped out of the shadows and came to stand beside Shaun, looking into the camera,
“We will take care of things over here boss. Don’t worry about it, we have it under control.” They promised him, smiling at him. I don’t know these guys, so I called Miguel to the corner to ask him if he trusts them as much as he trust Shaun. He confirmed to me that he trusts them, bit he still needed to confirm from Shaun before agreeing to their offer.
“Has investigado a estos chicos, podemos confiar en ellos?” He asked him in Spanish, meaning “Have you vetted these guys, can we trust them?”
“Si, jefe, los entrene yo mismo y confio en ellos. No tienen ningun vinculo con Eloise Kendall y no han hecho nada que despierte mis sospechas desde que los conoci. Pueden manejar las cosas mientras estoy fuera, confio en que seran leales,” le respondio a Miguel, sonriendole.
“Yes boss, I trained them myself and I trust them. they have no ties to Eloise Kendall and they haven’t done anything to arouse my suspicions since I met them. they can handle things while I’m out, I trust them to be loyal.” he responded to Miguel, smiling at him.
“Y entienden espanol perfectamente, jefe,” le dijo en tono de broma, riendose de su propio chiste.
“, And they understand Spanish perfectly boss,” he told him jokingly, laughing at his own joke. We both chuckled at his sense of humor. I can’t believe that he is still laughing at this time.
“Good, I’m glad they do. If you trust them, then I trust them too.” Miguel told him with a warm smile.
“Take care of them guys, don’t let things go south while I’m away. And don’t fucking get killed!” he still joked, smiling with everyone despite his pain. The only sign that he was in pain was the look on his face as he scrunched his face in pain. They nodded at their boss and assisted the nurse’s to take Shaun away.
At this point he was already close to passing out. But they didn’t let it get to that point, they carried him up on the stroller bed and pushed him away. The doctors and nurses followed after him and they took him to the theatre. The guys took over his phone while he was gone and Miguel briefed them on their duties while Shaun was away.
“Stay close to Mom and dad, I need the list of properties that Eloise said she wanted to sell, get it from Mom and send it to me. It could help us find out where she is keeping my sister. Instruct the doctors and everyone to keep my parents in the VIP section with no guests and visitors. Make sure nobody knows their room number and keep watch over Shaun too.
I also need information from the guys Shaun captured in the basement. Torture them and get the truth out of them. Do not stop until we find out the exact place Eloise is calling from. Do this without revealing any information about Shaun and my parents to anyone, not even the guys that you appoint to torture the prisoners. Report to me the minute he comes out of surgery and make sure nobody shows up to that hospital, not even the maids and guards from home. If they ask about Mom and dad you tell them they have been transferred to a specialist hospital abroad.
Got that?” he inquired. They nodded affirmatively and he ended the call and let them do their jobs. The starved and torture the guys, making them bleed just like Shaun did. They kept torturing them all night, forcing them to lie to Eloise too. She called to find out if my parents are dead yet and they lied to her that my parents are dead.
They bought us some time to get my parents out of the country. Not only that, they also helped us find out where she is. While they spoke to Eloise, we were finally able to trace Eloise and we found out that she is truly at the Island, we weren’t wrong afterall. All that’s left now us for us to save Victoria and Claire.
We were finally ready to join Dominic and his boys outside. I didn’t to go, but I have no choice right now. I grudgingly went out with Miguel, avoiding Dominics eyes.
“I thought you were going to take all night,” Dominic asked Miguel as we stepped out, glaring at us.
“Had to take care of my parents first, they are facing the heat more than us over there. She wants them dead, she is trying so hard to get to them killed.” Miguel explained, sounding so tired.
“She won’t have much time to prepare for another attack, we’ll get her tomorrow, I promise.” Dominic assured him, tapping him softly on his shoulder.
“And you?” he turned to me, smirking at me.
“What made you change your mind?
You finally realized that your plans are boring and stupid?” he asked me, trying to infuriate me.
“I’ll do anything to save Victoria, even if it means putting up with your bullshit!” I told him, ignoring him.