Santoro’s In The Wind

Kira drew up her knees and hugged herself. ‘I’m not leaving. I want to stay here.’ Austyn lost his patience. He threw one arm around her waist and the other around her shoulders, lifting her off the chair. ‘No! Let go of me!’ Kira screamed and pelted him with her fists. A blow struck him on the chest, hitting the spot already sore from Sean’s beating earlier. Austyn gritted his teeth and bore the pain. He carried her out of the waiting room, down a hallway away from the operating room and into an open lift. He only put her down after the lift door closed. Kira stabbed at the button to open the door, but the lift was already moving up. Austyn held her wrist with one hand. With his other hand, he took out his phone and made a call. ‘Jesse, I’m coming to your office right now. If you’re not at the hospital, get one of your colleagues to come.’ ‘I’m on duty tonight. I’ll be right over. What’s going on?’ Kira had not stopped struggling. She was dead set on getting back to the ER. She swatte