Rich

Rich

I am sitting on the couch with Sam’s head in my lap. We have all gathered around in the game room since it is the biggest room with some privacy. Everyone has been back for a couple of hours now. Emerald is still asleep. Her head is in Nate’s lap while her legs and feet are in Devon’s lap. Dr. Crighton looked at all the girls and deemed them ok apart from mild dehydration. He has no idea which sedative was used but he says that they should all be back to normal in a day or two. It just depends on how sensitive they are to drugs like that. I would be surprised if Emerald woke up before tomorrow. She is very sensitive to that. Grandpa told the twins this. I think they are more pissed that those fuckers kidnapped her, but they are also pissed that they drugged her as well. I can’t decide if I am more pissed than someone drugged my mate and cousin or that they kidnapped all the girls.

“That they kidnapped all the girls,” Sam whispers to me.

“Feeling better?” I asked.