Betrayal
Chapter Sixteen
Ezra sighed as he sat in a wheelchair outside the back entrance to the hospital.
He had talked to Orrin Travis and had demanded that he have him moved from the
hospital at once. Orrin had refused, saying that he would be safer at the
hospital, plus, he wasn't well and needed taking care of.
Ezra was stubborn, sure, but he was no fool. He told Orrin as much. He informed
Orrin that he had a safe-house that he had kept secret, in case he needed it in
a hurry. It was in another state. Utah, to be exact. Plus, one of his mother's
ex-husbands lived there and was a doctor, and Ezra knew that he would provide
care for him. Ezra had told him that he wanted to leave the hospital at once.
And, if Orrin didn't help him, he would leave on his own. After a few minutes,
Orrin finally agreed. He had also agreed to one other of Ezra's requests.
Ezra saw Orrin Travis's car drive up and sighed in relief. The orderly helped
him into the car and shook his head as he walked away. What was the man thinkin'?!
Leaving in his condition!
"Thank you, Mister Travis," said Ezra as Orrin drove.
"I still don't think that this is a good idea, Mister Standish. And, I
definitely do not want to lose you as an agent," Orrin replied while keeping his
eyes on the street.
Ezra sighed, "I detest hospitals and would just prefer to stay at my safe-house.
Plus, I hate to resign from the agency, but I can no longer work there."
Orrin glanced at him briefly before returning his attention back to the street
in front of him. "Chris didn't mean it, Ezra. It was a mistake." After a pause,
he added, "What if I just transfer you to another team?"
Ezra shook his head, "No. I just need to get away. Make a clean break. Chris
broke my trust, cheated on me. With Mary, no less. Then, I almost got
killed. I guess in a way, I blame Chris for that. And, I can't, I won't, work
for him or near him while I blame him. I don't know if I'll ever be able to
forgive him."
Orrin listened while Ezra spoke, not knowing what to say. Sorry just sounded so
inadequate. Orrin sighed and nodded, knowing he had to respect Ezra's decision.
A little while later, they pulled up to the ATF building, where Ezra was going
to put a plan into motion.