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agape, as she watched his eyes roll into the back of his head before slumping forward. He was out.
    “Why did you do that?” she asked, her words rushing out of her on a horrified gasp.
    “Do you not see him? There’s no way we could transport him from one room to another awake,” Geoff said. “This guy is strong as hell. The three of us would stand no chance.”
    “Maybe he would have cooperated if we had her do it,” the guy with needle said, eyeing her thoughtfully.
    Missy took a step away. “I’m not going to be used,” she said, her voice shaking. Never again would she have men use her for their own purposes. Never. Again.
    “If you don’t want to help then don’t complain about how we do things. Now go take those samples to room three-ten,” the same guy said, effectively dismissing her.
    Missy turned and scurried out of there, not looking back. She raced through the halls looking for the right room. Inside three-ten was an older, grey-haired lady with glasses perched precariously on the tip of her nose. Instead of the plain, white scrubs the rest of them wore, hers were bright pink with hearts all over them. She smiled when Missy entered, her fingers busily sorting through paper even though she wasn’t looking at them.
    “Hello, dear,” she greeted. “How can I help you?”
    “I have two blood samples for you,” Missy said, her racing pulse finally settling down in the calming presence of this woman.
    “Is that from the patient in four-twenty?”
    “Uh…I’m not sure.”
    “Shrek?”
    “Who?” Missy asked, confused.
    The old woman chuckled. “That’s what I call him, Shrek. You know, after the big, green ogre?”
    Was this woman nuts? Missy shook her head to say she had no idea what she was talking about. The woman simply waved her off.
    “Oh, you’re probably too young to remember. He was this big, mean ogre with a Scottish accent.”
    Now Missy got it, and she was definitely referring to Tyler.
    “Yes,” Missy said, dropping the samples into the red basket the woman held out. “This is for…Shrek.”
    She chuckled again. “Sure is easy on the eyes, but that boy sure has a temper, don’t he?”
    “I’d say,” Missy murmured.
    “Threw one of the male technicians right across the room the other day. I’ve never seen someone as strong as he.”
    Missy didn’t know how to respond to that. Tyler was strong, but she doubted he could have thrown someone before, like this lady was implying. Her story seemed to prove that he’d already been given something to enhance him.  
    “You make sure you stay far away from that one, girl,” she called out as Missy made her way toward the door. “He’s trouble.”
    Didn’t Missy know it? As far as she was concerned, they all were.
     

 
     
    CHAPTER SIX
     
    Heather was back when Missy had returned to the front desk, so the rest of that evening was spent following the other woman around again. Tonight she planned on sneaking up to Tyler’s room, and seeing if they could figure out a way to escape together. She was sure he’d thought up something by now. She highly doubted he’d been sitting in his room this entire time, simply waiting for someone to save him.
    They were short-staffed tonight, which was an added bonus in her opinion. When it came time to deliver the dinners, Missy immediately offered to do the fourth floor. Heather had given her a weird look before agreeing. When the elevator doors opened, Geoff and another man, a different one than the two she’d seen the night before, stepped out.
    “Hey, Missy,” he greeted.
    She smiled, keeping the cart she was pushing full of the food trays between them. Geoff seemed nice enough, but she could tell from the way his eyes lit up when he looked at her that he found her attractive. She didn’t want any part of it.
    He glanced down at the chart hanging off the side where it listed the floor the meals belonged to, before looking back at her. “You headed up for the fourth