Doc Sylvia tears open a small white packet that has several medical instruments in it. She set the items down on a metal tray propped on two more stacked storage bins. She already has her gloves in Jena’s hair, pulling the majority of it up into a clip.

The small section that remains surrounds the spot where I assume the tracker is. She pulls individual hairs out of the way to make the spot as available as possible. Watching her work this meticulously is fascinating.

I can imagine her dissecting small plants and animals to gather cells for testing. She is so lazer focused on what she is doing, I bet an explosion could go off outside and she wouldn’t hear it.

Once the hair has been expertly placed, she picks up a small knife, maybe a scalpel, but I don’t know medical equipment very well. She pokes the sharp tip a couple of times, like she is feeling around for the best place to cut and I can see the little node under the skin move with each prod. Then she glides the blade gently across Jena’s skin for about two inches.

It doesn’t even look like she put pressure on it until i started to bleed. With quick and precise movements, Doc Sylvia contains the blood flow with one hand, switches the knife for tweezers and starts to work under the cut, angling towards the top of Jena’s head to find the little device.

a metallic tube about a half inch long slips out onto the gauze that she’s holding to catch

think that little thing could cause us so many problems.” I didn’t mean to say it out loud, but tech like that impresses

his crew figure that part out.” She drops the metal pill into a glass container on the workstation and moves to close

are methodical and kind of hypnotizing. I did notice that not everything went into a trash bag though. Anything that had blood on it was bagged and labeled. I wonder if she is going to use it to test something. What am I thinking, of course she is. Before we move back over to the fire I quickly look from Jena to the doc a couple times trying to make the best choice for everyone, even if it makes Jena angry with me for a bit. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

I start, taking a deep breath, Jena deserves

her shoulder while writing something on a

of this is but…” I look at Jena and nod, while she is shaking her head ‘no.’ “Jena was r*ped repeatedly by Mike.” I stop to take another breath and Jena sags against me, crying into my shoulder, but she doesn’t argue to stop me. “She says she has an IUD in, but I just want you to make sure she is okay. Completely okay. And I didn’t want to say anything

you’re right, I can only do so much here, but that is something we need to handle first thing when we get back Do you have any pain right

Jena and my heart breaks for her

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