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âIâm eight not two.â He giggled and snorted before he looked at Jack.
âBut my favorite color is blue and I really love bees. I was taken away from my uncle Spencer back in Virginia. Spencer tried to fight but he was quickly overtaken by the group of people. Iâm not sure what state Iâm in now.â Jack said softly he hated not knowing if he hadnât been blindfolded he could have probably figured it out.
âI was held captive for about a week before I was able to slip my cuffs. I was able to get away but they tried to stop me thatâs why I had bruises on me. I overheard them say before I got loose that they have a doctor friend at one of the hospitals.â Jack told him Jack was open for more questions if the man asked him.
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âSorry. Usually when Iâm around people, Iâm the kid.â He offered. He normally drove like a maniac. To the point that his last name was used to describe it. Driving like âA McGarrettâ was a very dangerous thing to do. He drove urgently but was mindful, while looking at the mirrors every couple of seconds to take into consideration all the cars around them and make sure they werenât being followed since it seemed like Jack and his family were involved in something dangerous.Â
âYouâre in Upstate New York, kid.â He supplied. He owned a place here, and itâs where he kept his car. Being between jobs at the moment and nothing much going on, he was âtaking it easyâ, which meant updating and keeping up with safe houses he had, financials, alias, and other things he needed in case of emergencies. âWell, luckily for youâŠyouâve got a McGarrett on your side. Weâre pretty bad ass. And I happen to not like hospitals and know how to fix myself up when I get hurt. I got all I should need to get you patched up. Weâll try to figure out what happened to your uncle and get everything, sorted okay? How badâs the pain, Jack?â He asked. He had pain medication too, but this was a child, so he had to figure out how much pain medication to give him.Â
"My left ankle is what hurts the most. When I was trying to get away before I took off running like Uncle Spencer taught me I was grabbed by the anklethey cut it pretty deep trying to stop me from getting away. But I was able to wiggle and still run but it was lucky that I met you because I couldn't run anymore." Jack set in a very quiet voice.
"New York I'm really in New York? Wow they took me a long way from home huh?" Jack asked quietly Jack was getting blood on the backseat the way he was setting he had his ankle propped up trying to keep it from hurting as bad.
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