Unforeseen Chemistry

Chapter 180: Hospital Attack

Martin grabbed the other car keys and left the apartment to meet up with the guard to see what was happening.

At another location, Eduardo sat with a 26-year-old man. A phone was on the table, and it began to ring. The young man's gaze shifted to the phone, and he placed his foot down, leaned forward, and picked it up.

"Speak?" he said as he held the phone to his ears crossing his legs again.

A smile crept up on his face and he dropped the phone on the table in front of them. He shifted his gaze to the cold Eduardo.

"They are going to complete the work," said the young man who goes by the name Ivan.

"Great," Eduardo acknowledged.

"How do we get my mum out of prison?" Ivan asked.

"Once we take Angela and Bryce out, that will be easy to do. Everything that was once Bryce's would now belong to us. With such wealth, power is the benefit you receive," Eduardo replied and took a long drag from his cigarette. "So are you ready to take up the position as the new Don? You will lead this mafia group," he asked.

"Yes, I am ready," Ivan said, frowning. "But why don't you want the position of the Don?" he asked curiously.

"Your mum, wanted me to train you for the position. I have my empire in Mexico City," Eduardo replied.

"Oh, Okay," Ivan acknowledged.

He grabbed his glass of wine and took a sip.

Back at the hospital, it was now 15 minutes to midnight. The transfusion was done and Angela was still not awake. She was moved into the intensive care unit. Bryce sat in the hallway on the provided seat. He was not allowed to stay there by Angela's side.

"We are going to monitor her for the night. Once she wakes, we will move her to the ward. In the ward, you are allowed to stay by her side," the doctor informed Bryce and he nodded.

The doctor left to attend to other patients leaving Bryce in the lonely hallway. Bryce lowered his head burying his face in his palm in deep thought.

"Who will do this?" Bryce thought recalling Susan, Devon and anyone he thought would harm Angela is in prison.

"Boss," Martin's voice travelled to Bryce's ears making him lift his head in the direction of the call. "Boss," he repeated and he drew closer to Bryce.

"Martin, good you are here," Bryce said, his voice very dull. "I want to know who did this," he said.

"Yes, boss. I will get on it," Martin replied. "Is ma'am okay?" he asked.

"She is inside that room. She is not awake yet," Bryce replied, staring at the room not far from where he sat.

The other guard was standing there not sure what to do.

"Before you leave, I need four of the guards here," Bryce ordered.

"Yes boss," Martin acknowledged and quickly got on the phone.

"Sir, they will be here in half an hour. I will go find out what happened," Martin said and Bryce just nodded.

A few minutes after Martin had left, Bryce saw three medical doctors strode in. One walked towards the intensive care unit and two walked towards him. He frowned standing to his feet. The two doctors approaching him had a nose mask on.

"Mr Moore," one of them said and slowly pulled his hand out of his pocket.

"Sir!" the guard screamed and pulled Bryce out of the way, but it was too late.

The man pretending to be a medical doctor had already released a bullet from his silent gun. Bryce got hit in the shoulder sending him to the floor immediately. The guard pulled his gun and shot the one who had shot Bryce but before he could shoot the other man in the medical attire, he was shot in the rib. The guard had his body moving backwards with the impact of the bullet but he fired another bullet from his gun, hitting the man who had shot him in the head.

"Sir, are you alright?" the guard asked Bryce while his hand held the side of his body that was shot.

"Check on Angela," Bryce said and the guard dragged himself up.

He staggered towards the intensive care unit. He got to the door and peeped inside the room from the top glass window in the door. He saw the man dressed in medical attire bent over Angela. He could not see clearly what the man was doing to Angela since the man's back was facing the door. The guard slowly pushed the door open.

"Hey!" the guard said and as soon as the man turned he shot him twice in the chest causing him to fall to the ground.

The staff on duty were forced to hide the gunshot sounds they heard around the intensive care unit. Bryce managed to stand on his feet with his hand holding the part that was shot. He walked towards the intensive care unit.

Inside the guard was not sure what the man pretending to be a medical doctor did to Angela but all the monitoring machines started going off. He pressed the bell for a doctor and soon headed for the door. When he opened the door, he came face to face with Bryce whose shirt was stained with blood as he was bleeding from the shoulder.

"Is she okay?" Bryce asked and entered the intensive care unit without waiting for an answer from the guard.

He exited the intensive care unit and started screaming for a doctor. The medical team around quickly moved in. They found two men lying on the floor dead and the intensive care unit door open.

"Doctor, help her," Bryce said to the doctor. "Call the police," he said to his guard.

The doctor called the other medical team and began to attend to Bryce, the guard and Angela.

The police soon arrived at the scene. They checked the bodies and engaged Bryce in a conversation.

"I don't know who they are but this is the second attack. My wife was attacked on our way home," Bryce informed the police and gave him the location of the attack. "And now here. They walked in dressed like medical doctors," he added.

"Do you know anyone who might want to harm you?" the officer asked Bryce who was sitting on a bed and a nurse bandaging his shoulder.

"As far as I am concerned, all those who want to harm me or my wife are in prison," Bryce replied.

"Can you give me their names?" the officer asked.

"Devon Moore, Matilda Davis, Susan McClean and George," Bryce gave the office the names.

"Mr Moore, we will run our investigation and find out who they are and who had sent them," the officer said and walked away.

"I want to know how my wife is doing," Bryce requested.

"Please wait a while, you will see her. The doctors are attending to her now," the nurse replied.

A couple of minutes passed and the doctor came to see Bryce.

"We have managed to stabilise her. She was injected with poison but we flashed it out," the doctor informed Bryce.

"So how is she?" Bryce asked anxiously.

"She slipped into a coma," the doctor informed Bryce.

"What!" Bryce exclaimed, getting down from the bed he was sitting on and receiving medical attention.

His face turned into a frown and a pain registered in his eyes.

"I am sorry Mr Moore," the doctor said.