112 He Who Throws the First Punch

(Jayden)

I look in the hospital bathroom mirror and see a bruise on my cheek, redness around one eye –pfft, must have been when we fell, I never felt his fist land up there – a very swollen bottom lip and my ribs feel like hell.

Lucky shot is all.

There’s blood on my white business shirt but I don’t have time to change now. Phillip has already wasted enough of my time. I’m going to be with Abby when she wakes up.

I stride out of the bathroom and Gus falls in step beside me.

“Do you have any evidence incriminating Ashlyn and supporting Winona’s claim she set her up?” I ask quietly.

“My security has turned in every bit of video and audio they have.”

“Have you listened to any of it?”

“No.”

“Don’t fuck me around, Gus. I need Winona cleared of all this.”

“Okay, okay,” he concedes. “There’s some words but I couldn’t really make out anything clearly. It needs an expert to pick up the audio. It’s with them now.”

“Someone must have gotten something. Maybe if we check the videos, we can see w