Unjustly Destroyed (Incapable Part Two) Read Online Free Page A

now.”
    He nodded as his nurse took my blood pressure, and he shined a light in my eyes. “Can you tell me what you ate for dinner last night, Emmalin?”
    I bit my bottom lip. “Um…” I turned to Grayson, trying to summon some magical brain power. “Steak. We had steak.” I smiled for remembering.
    “I see you have some bruising on the neck, which will fade in time, and your ribs don’t seem to be broken, just badly bruised. I’ll prescribe you something for the pain because it’ll get bothersome, as well as drops for the redness in your eyes from the popped blood vessels.” I nodded. “For now, would you like something to help you relax?”
    I nodded. “Please.” The nurse gave me a pain shot and left. Grayson remained tense the entire time. After a few minutes, I began to feel the effects of the medication and felt myself starting to doze off.

 
    Grayson
     
    I gently laid her in bed, and she moaned. I kissed her softly on the forehead. “I’m so sorry I wasn’t here.”
    She stirred. “He would’ve found me anyways,” she said sleepily and drifted off. I froze. She was completely out. I had no idea what she meant by that. 
    I was glad she was out because I was trying hard not to lose my fucking shit in front of her. I went back into the living room with the sole intention of getting blood on my hands. 
    The head of security for the hotel started to approach me and stopped the moment I glared at him. “I want to know how a billion-dollar company rents a theme park that’s guaranteed prestigious security that would basically rival the royal fucking family, manages to loop a breach, and not only have an attack, but an attack on the girlfriend of the CEO of the fucking company?”
    “Mr. Mandrake, I assure you...”
    “Don’t.” I held up my hand. “Don’t you dare say a fucking word to me right now. I want to know who that person was, and I want to know now. As far as I’m concerned, this entire park should be expecting a fucking lawsuit from my lawyers. Now unless you have answers for me, or are cleaning up this mess, get the fuck out of this room.”
    “Mr. Mandrake, we’ll need your cooperation for further questioning. We’ll review the feed, of course. You can ensure my team is sweeping the grounds for anyone that matches the description that’s on the security feed.”
    I nodded at the detective. “Of course, whatever you need. Just make it happen.”
    I turned to Benny. “I don’t want us here any longer than we have to be. Get the plane ready. Corporate is already in the process of making arrangements for everyone else here, as well as offering our sincerest apologies, and PR is already on it.” I rubbed my head thinking of the major fuck up this was causing. 
    While Emmalin slept, I was in the living room waiting for Jack, while Benny made sure all the footage from the hotel security was secured.
    Benny turned to me. "So, anyone with a vendetta against you, or do you think it was random?”
    I shook my head. "Someone always has a vendetta against me. How long before we're in the air?”
    He checked his phone. "Plane will be ready within the hour.”
    I nodded. "She'll be out the entire flight, which is good. I just want her out of here, away from all this.” I stared at the crystal vase sitting on the dining room table, filled with white roses. Emmalin loves white roses. She hated red. I learned that in a session with Dr. Klein.
    "Her things are all packed. Do you want me to grab her?”
    I shook my head. "No one touches her but me.” I stalked over to the vase, gently touched the roses, and plucked out a single stem, admiring the softness of the petals. I then picked up the vase and threw it at the wall and watched all the roses and water trickle down the wall. 
    Benny walked up next to me. "Feel better?"
    "No."             
     
    Five hours later, we were back in Chicago. Emmalin slept the whole way, and I just held onto her. I couldn't stop thinking what