Regardless, the phone wreckage still needed to be disposed of personally, otherwise who knew if soone would recover the data and he'd end up with a privacy nightmare.
"It was only a little over 16 feet, look, I'm not even hurt."
Jack nonchalantly dusted off his uniform. To avoid looking outrageous, he deliberately did a roll after landing to absorb the impact; otherwise, with his current physical condition, a superhero landing might have drawn even more cheers from the onlookers.
"There's another one at the motel, you're all set. The orders are to keep an eye on this guy. Bring so food when you co back to the hospital."
Jack climbed into the ambulance, tossed the broken gun tucked into his waistband to Nolan as evidence, waved, and slamd the door shut.
"What's the patient's condition?" In the ergency room of the central hospital, Carrie, who had co to pick up the patient, was startled to see Jack again.
"Comminuted fracture of the left femur, possible internal bleeding, concussion."
The paradics reported clearly.
"Blood pressure?" Carrie bent down to check the injury.
"Stable. On the way to the hospital, they gave him two 1000cc saline drips."
Carrie then looked up and greeted Jack, her expression sowhat strange.
"How did you get injured? Was it a car accident or did you hit him?"
"No, no, no, he was being chased and fell off a pedestrian overpass, landing on the roof of a car. I jumped down to save him." Jack quickly explained.
"You jumped off an overpass? Are you the Terminator? Do you know his na?" Carrie couldn't resist teasing him amidst her busyness.
"Alejandro... uh... Sacel Ojeda, that's what it says on his driver's license." Jack looked a little embarrassed, almost letting slip the secret.
"Okay, arrange an MRI scan and notify the operating room. Do you need any other checks?"
Jack shook his head repeatedly, knowing the guy wasn't in any life-threatening danger, but still asked with concern.
"Could a concussion cause him to lose his mory?"
He silently prayed that this dramatic turn of events wouldn't happen, or the $300,000 he was about to earn would vanish.
Carrie seed taken aback, not understanding why he suddenly asked such a question.
"He's involved in a rather important case, I'm a little worried."
Carrie shook her head: "It depends on the test results. If there's no intracranial hemorrhage, it usually won't."
Relieved, Jack quickly grabbed Carrie again: "This person is very important, he's being hunted. I can't go into the operating room. Could you please keep an eye on him? I trust you the most in this hospital."
Seeing his anxious expression, Carrie patted his arm, reassuring him: "Leave it to . The doctors here are all trustworthy, but I'll accompany him during the surgery and notify you imdiately if anything goes wrong."
Jack finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stepped aside, watching Carrie and the nurse push the gurney into the operating room.
"Hey, Jack, what brings you back?"
He bumped into Angela and Wesley, who were about to leave, as soon as he returned to the hospital lobby.
"I was assigned to find soone today, but sothing unexpected happened as soon as I got there. Luckily, it wasn't anything serious; Carrie has already taken the person in for surgery."
Jack looked annoyed.
"Then I'll stay and help you." Angela said, turning around and grabbing Wesley's tie, giving him a quick kiss on the lips.
"Darling, please forgive for not being able to accompany you to your mother's dinner party."
"Hey, no, no, no." Jack was caught off guard by this display of affection. Although he was a little hungry, he wasn't really that hungry.
"You guys go about your business. I've subdued both suspects; they should be fine."
Even if sothing did happen, he wouldn't dare leave Angela behind. She's pregnant now, and he couldn't afford to take responsibility if anything happened to her.
"Are you sure?"
"Hurry up and go. Nolan will be coming to keep company in a bit. You know, he won't miss any opportunity to et with Carrie."
Finally getting rid of the two of them, Jack put on his business smile and chatted with the pretty nurse at the front desk for a while, successfully getting permission to use the front desk phone.
"Director Ray King. Yes, the person has been found. There was a small accident, but the person should be alright. They're in surgery. I'll wait for you at the hospital."
Hanging up the phone, Jack bought a few Snickers bars from the vending machine to tide him over, and waited listlessly outside the operating room.
Ray King on the phone hadn't expected things to go so smoothly, finding the missing undercover agent in less than 24 hours, making his overnight flight back to Washington, D.C., seem a bit pointless.
But he promised to take his n out imdiately and arrive by tomorrow morning at the latest.
With an all-nighter looming, Jack was eagerly anticipating Nolan's arrival. Even a hamburger and a Coke would be better than a cloyingly sweet Snickers bar.
"Hehe, look what I brought you."
Nolan appeared at the operating room door, carrying a large paper bag with the IN-N-OUT logo prominently displayed.
Jack was overjoyed, imdiately tossing his half-eaten Snickers bar into the trash can. Just as he was about to take the bag, Nolan pulled it back.
"Be careful, there's one for Carrie too. She loves their cheese fries and lemon iced tea."
"Girls overshadow everyone else." Jack muttered under his breath, taking the double hamburger and iced Coke that Nolan carefully handed him. He took a bite and let out a satisfied sigh.
"How much longer will the surgery take?" Nolan also picked up a hamburger and started eating, his eyes glued to the indicator light on the operating room door, looking like he couldn't wait to see Carrie.
'An old romance rekindled — once it starts, there's no saving it.' Jack thought to himself.
"I don't know, it's only been inside for less than an hour. Your heart rate has already jumped from 0 to 180?"
Having just seen the intimacy byetween Angela and Wesley, Jack, completely forgetting his past, started gossiping about Nolan. Zoe and Maureen couldn't see each other often, and Hannah wasn't around; being single was truly empty and lonely.
"I'll propose to her after I finish renovating the house," Nolan smiled like a teenager experiencing his first love.
Jack suddenly found it hard to swallow his hamburger. This was just asking for trouble. It seed he needed to reconsider helping Nolan with the renovations, or he'd be dragging it out for a year or two.
"You two have only seen each other for a few months? You've already decided that Carrie is your soulmate?"
Nolan glanced at Jack, giving him a look that said, "What do you, a young man, know about love?"
"Twenty years ago, I left without saying goodbye. Now fate has brought us together again. What's there to hesitate about?"
"Find a decent used car while I wait, and I'll help you get your house ready as soon as possible, how about it?" Jack proposed the deal.
"What kind of car are you looking for?" Nolan said it was a piece of cake. As an experienced driver and a pickup truck enthusiast, he had quite a few used cars on hand.
Jack thought about his previous encounter with the car, and originally wanted a spacious one. For example, Nolan's old Toyota pickup truck was totaled, and he'd replaced it with a Toyota Tundra, which had been making Jack's heart itch ever since. He was thinking about whether he should consider getting a Ford Raptor or sothing similar when he had the money.
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