Page 70 of The Honorable Texan
“Don’t I know you?”the female EMT asked.Her face brightened.“Got you!You’re Johns!”
“That’s me,” Meredith said with a grin.“I must be famous!”
“Sorry, not you—your dad.”She winced at the look on Meredith’s face.
Meredith sighed.“Yes, he spends a lot of time on ambulances these days.”
“What happened here?”the woman asked quickly, changing the subject.“Did you see anything?”
“I yelled and scared off two guys who were bending over him,” she volunteered.“I don’t know if they were the ones who hit him or not.What do you think?”she added as the woman gave him a professional once-over.
“Concussion, definitely,” she agreed.“Nothing broken, but he’s got a lump the size of the national debt here on his head.We’ll transport him.Coming along?”
“I guess I should,” Meredith said, waiting until theyloaded him onto the gurney.He was still unconscious.“But I’m not exactly dressed for visiting a hospital.”
The EMT gave her a speaking glance.“Should I ask why you’re dressed like that?And does your boss know you’re moonlighting?”she added wickedly.
“Jill Baxley had a Halloween party.She thought I should come.”
The other woman’s eyebrows levered up.“Jill’s parties are notorious for getting out of control.I’ve never even seen you take a drink.”
“My father drinks enough for both of us,” came the reply.“I don’t drink or use drugs, and I need my head examined for going to that party.I escaped early, which is how I found this guy.”
“Lucky for him,” the woman murmured as they loaded him into the back of the ambulance.“Judging by his condition, he could have died if he hadn’t been found in time.”
Meredith climbed up into the back and sat down on the bench while the driver got in under the wheel and the female EMT called the hospital emergency room for orders.It was going to be a long night, Meredith thought worriedly, and her father was going to be very upset when she got home.He and her mother had been really close, but her mother had been fond of going to parties and staying out until the early morning; sometimes with other men.Recent events had made him dwell on that behavior.Her father seemed to have transferred that old contempt to her.It made her uneasy to think of arriving home in the wee hours.Anything could happen.On the other hand, how could she leave this man?She was the only person who knew who to contact for him.She’d promised to stay with him.She couldn’t let him down.
* * *
He was examinedby the resident on duty in the emergency room, who diagnosed concussion.He’d been unconscious most of the way to the hospital, but he’d come out of it just once to look up at Meredith and smile, tightening his big hand around the fingers that were holding it.
His family had to be notified, and Meredith was coaxed into making the call to Jacobsville for the harassed and overworked emergency room staff.
She was given a phone and a telephone directory which also listed Jacobs County, of which Jacobsville was the county seat.She looked through it until she found a listing for Hart Ranch Properties, Inc.That had to be it.
She dialed the number and waited.A deep, drawling voice answered, “Hart Ranch.”
“Uh, I’m calling for a Mr.Leo Hart,” she said, having found his driver’s license in the wallet his assailants hadn’t had time to steal.“He’s at Houston General…”
“What happened?”the voice asked impatiently.“Is he all right?”
“He was mugged.He has a concussion,” she added.“He can’t give the staff any medical information…”
“Who are you?”
“I’m Meredith Johns.I work…”
“Who found him?”
“I did, actually.I called the ambulance on his cell phone.He said to call his brothers and he told me where they were…”
“It’s two o’clock in the morning!”the voice pointed out angrily.
“Yes, I am aware of that,” she began.“It onlyhappened a little while ago.I was walking down the street when I saw him on the sidewalk.He needs his family—”
“I’m his brother, Rey.I’ll be there in thirty minutes.”
“Sir, it’s a long way to Houston from where you are.If you drive that fast…!”she said at once.
