Chapter 103: Where Is My Wife?

Two men emerged from the car and began chasing after Sharon. She ran off the road and into the meadows; *they were surrounded by them.*There were a lot of tall bushes in the meadow, so she hid under them, hoping and praying to not be found.

"Check over there!"

They spread out, looking for her like coyotes sniffing out a juicy rat!

Sharon stuck her head out and looked around, but the men weren't in her sight. She took a sigh of relief, having managed to elude them but her relief was short-lived as one of the men grabbed her from behind and covered her mouth with his hands. She screamed in horror, but quickly tried to defend herself.

She bit the man's hand and turned around, punching him in the face. She was then tackled to the ground by the second man and he pinned her to the ground.

She picked up some dirt from the ground and threw it in his eyes, just before kicking him off her.

Sharon got back up and resumed her survival dash. The first man she punched was quickly after her, and he took out a gun. He aimed at her and shot her, right in the neck.

The dart made contact with her skin and she immediately began to feel the effects. She slowed down and fell to the ground, unable to move her limbs and slowly fading away.

The two men were now looming over her and she could still see their faces, despite her dizziness.

She was able to make out one of the faces just before she passed out. It was Will, Addicus' new right-hand man.

He smiled at Sharon just as she went under and at that moment, all she could hope for was that they didn't find Peter. She was the prize **he** was after.

"Let's get her to the car. The boss will be pleased," Will said.

He carried Sharon and put her in the car, binding her hands and feet.

"What about the man?"

They both went to the river and used flashlights to check if they could find him, not knowing that he was just a few feet away from them.

"He's probably at the bottom of the river. They went in together but only she came out which means he's most likely dead. Let's go before someone drives by," Will said, and the two of them drove off with Sharon.

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At the break of dawn, Chris and Spencer were at the scene of the crash in search of Peter and Sharon.

They were supposed to get a call from the supervisor at the small seaport after Peter and Sharon got there, but the call never came.

They looked around and found pieces of the car that had broken off before it went into the river.

"They must have gotten out! They had to have!" Spencer said to Chris, not wanting to believe that they were dead.

The sun was almost completely out now and Chris looked around for any clues that would suggest that Peter or Sharon made it out alive.

They both started hearing someone coughing and moved closer to the sound until they found Peter in the bushes.

"Peter!" Spencer called out.

"Thank goodness, you're alive," Chris said.

"Where's Sharon, Peter? What happened to her?" Spencer asked but Peter was still very hurt and was barely awake.

"We have to get him to a hospital!" Chris said, "Help me get him to the car."

They carried Peter to their car and put him inside.

"What about Sharon? He's going to be devastated when he wakes up and she's not by his side," Spencer said to Chris.

"She's not here, Spence, and there's nothing we can do but hope that she made it somehow. I don't want to believe that she drowned in the accident."

"There's no way this was an accident. Killshot isn't just a good shooter but he's an amazing driver. What kind of accident would he get into on an open road?" Spencer said.

"You may be right, but what's most important right now, is helping Peter so let's go."

They went back into the car and drove Peter to the nearest hospital.

Upon arrival at the hospital, the doctors took him to the Emergency Room and went about saving his life. He had multiple fractures in his hands and several broken ribs. He also had a severe concussion and a shard of glass was stuck in his stomach, narrowly missing his liver. He was lucky to still be alive.

Some hours later, the doctor came out of the Emergency Room to give Spencer and Chris updates on Peter's condition.

"Doctor! Is he going to be alright?" Chris asked.

"I'm not going to lie to you, gentlemen. He suffered some very serious injuries and is quite lucky to be alive. He's going to have to remain here for a while and be placed under observation to see how he responds to treatment,"

"But, he'll be fine, right?" Spencer asked.

"The patient is strong and hopefully he'll get out of this, but it's entirely up to how he recovers."

"Thank you, Doctor!" Chris said.

Just then, a nurse ran out, calling out to the doctor.

"Doctor Ben, Doctor Ben! We have an issue with the male patient in room five." She reported.

**Peter was in room five!**

The doctor excused himself and ran over to check what was happening. He got into the room and found Peter awake and struggling with some of the nurses, trying to get up.

"Where's Sharon? Where's my wife? I need to see my wife,"

Peter was screaming at the top of his head, like an angry elephant searching for its lost kindred. He was bandaged up but he was still trying to stand.

"Relax sir, everything will be alright."

"No! I want to see my wife!"

The doctor was given a syringe by one of the nurses and after they manage to hold him down, he injected Peter and that slowly put him to sleep.

"Where, where-is my... Sharon?"

*Just like that, he went back under.*

***Author's Note: I have no words to describe how I feel right now...***