Black Rose

36.

Majesty will never understand me like Amber. Amber knows what I need and how I need it; which explains why I still see her every now and then.

"Princeton Turner."

Breaking my eyes away from the television, I notice a nurse standing in the doorway. I stand up and slowly make my way towards her. A small smile was plastered on her clear face as I now stood in front of her. She motioned for me to follow her, and I did just that.

"How's my wife doing?" I nervously wiped my hands on my jeans. "Is she okay? She's alive?"

"I'm sorry sir.." She looked down with a hint of sadness in her voice. Her smile now turned into a frown.

My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach hearing those three words. "E-excuse me?"

She gazed up at me, meeting my eyes for a split second as we continued to walk side by side. "I-I unfortunately don't know her current state." She mumbled above a whisper. "I'm not allowed in, but I was informed that she was flown over to another hospital."

Flown over to another hospital? Why wasn't I informed?

"Then where the hell are you leading me?!" I stopped walking as I felt my nostrils flare. I stared down at the petite nurse who now looked slightly afraid. "Why didn't anyone tell me about my fucking wife being taken to another hospital?! Had me sittin' out there lookin' like an idiot!"

"Sir," she held her hand up and tried to keep her cool, "please calm down." She pushed the door opened and motioned for me to step out. "These men wanted to talk to you, that's why I led you out here."

Before I could say another word, she was back in the hospital building. Furrowing my brows, I stared at the two white men in blue uniforms.

"May I help you?" I felt the sweat forming on my forehead just facing the two Americans.

"Yes." The one with grey hair spoke clearly. "Mrs. Majesty Turner is your wife correct?"

I gave a small nod. "Yes sir."

"And you two are Americans here on vacation, right?" I nodded my head once again, not really getting where he was going with this. "You called and informed the medical forces that your wife was unresponsive, but you thought she was sleep."

I confirmed what he said once again. I noticed the other officer was silent, but had one hand behind his back. However, I stayed calm. One wrong move and I can end up dead.

"Can you explain everything you can recall Mr. Turner?"

"Uh, yeah." I rubbed my sweaty palms together before clearing my throat. "It was her birthday yesterday, so we went to the local casino to celebrate. We had a few drink of course because there was a bar." I chuckled nervously but stopped when I noticed the two men held straight faces. "Once we made it back to our villa she went straight to the bed claiming she was tired. So I was like," I shrug, "whatever and told her I was going to take a quick shower. After my thirty minute shower, I returned to our bedroom and checked on my wife. That's when I realized she was no longer breathing she was unresponsive so I called for help."

They both stole a quick look from each other before looking at me once again.

"Did you have sexual contact with Mrs. Turner within the last twenty-four hours?" The brown haired man interrogated.