Chapter 23 - Ruths Assistant (1/2)
”I've found the clinic that treated Elijah that night,”
Marcel's gaze was drawn to Macy like a magnet the instant he heard that news. This news was like a light in the dark for him and how he loves good news.
”You did?” A satisfied smile crossed his features and he went to sit down on the couch in his room. His room was spacious and as expected held a strong masculine tone.
Marcel enjoyed luxury and the proof of it was his lavishly decorated room. Everything in here was of the best quality - including his bed that felt like sleeping on clouds.
”Yes, I did,” Macy was delighted even though she didn't show it on her face.
”Where is the clinic then?” Marcel asked, already formulating plans for his next step. He already had a clue, the next step was to fish out his opponents.
”To be precise, it's an animal clinic,” Macy disclosed, ”While the owner parades herself as a veterinarian in the morning, at night, she takes in criminals who turn away from hospitals for treatment. Our sources confirmed that she nursed Elijah to health,”
At the mention of that, Marcel's gaze narrowed as if something just hit him. His grip on the chihuahua tightened and the dog barked upon noticing the sudden change in his attitude.
”What's the name of the clinic?” Marcel asked, to Macy's surprise. She had expected him to ask about the owner's profile and then instruct them on their next task. She knew Marcel enough to know he always had a plan B - Marcel was never stranded.
”Happy Animal Co.?”
Marcel groaned, rubbing his temple as if he was suddenly feeling a headache, ”I should have known, that bastard is much smarter than I gave him credit for,” he muttered under his breath.
”What is it, boss?” Macy asked, confusion strewn across her face.
”The clinic is owned by a woman named Ruth,” Marcel said, causing his assistant to glance down on the report in her arm and glance up at him with an astonished gaze.
”How did you know?”
Marcel finally let go of the chihuahua, he placed the dog on the couch and stood up to face Macy who hadn't bothered to sit down all this while.
With his hand in both of his pockets, he began to narrate, ”Ruth Nickerson might be seen as a minor character in our world but only those with a death sentence go after her. Her husband had once been in the business and while he did the dirty deed, she was left in her safe bubble.
”Unfortunately, her husband was killed. During one of his missions, he was set up and shot. He couldn't get help on time and even when he could, Nickerson deflected getting help from the hospital because of the mandatory gunshot wounds reporting act. I guess the death of her husband must have changed her because she went into saving more criminal lives,”
”So in one word, she became a martyr,” Macy said. The only reason she hasn't heard of that woman was that the Luciano gang had their own doctors even amongst their members.
”Well, you can say that,” Marcel now had his hand on his jaw, brushing his thumb across his lips as if he was deep in thought.
”I guess we would have to set up a private meeting with her to know the identity of Elijah. Everything turned out much easier than we thought,” Macy thought so but his next comment left her stupefied.
”You shouldn't bother,”