6 6.Surprise!

Luca POV

My hospital ward was heavily guarded since they wanted me straight into federal custody after treatment. But hey... I'm Flores el Salvatore... I'm invincible, no one gets a hold of me...Not now...not ever.

Honestly, I had no idea of how I would get out of this fix but I knew I had to, just to save me the trouble of hiding my identity. I couldn't even afford a mug shot...a rap sheet is an understatement.

These people would straight up start investigating me and I'd be in deep trouble once they got even a single clue of who I was.

I was low-key scared, but confident that my doctor had done simply the best during my face transplant months ago. These guys didn't even think I looked like the dead hitman Flores...This was epic

Man this had been a crappy day and I needed to take a nap, at least before I woke up to devise my escape plan.

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I was woken up by the doctor asking me to sit in a wheelchair as I was 'to be taken to theatre for the bullet removal surgery'.

I knew that this would be my way out cause the doctor was a female hence easy to control.

There was no thinking twice on this one I swore.

She held me as I slowly sat on the wheelchair and she began pushing it out of the room and towards the theatre. " You can't come with us to the theatre Sir," she said to one of the cops who tried to accompany us. He agreed but demanded to stand outside the theatre to keep a close eye on me once I was done with the surgery.

Agh this was another inconvenience as I needed to escape without causing any commotion in the hospital.

As we entered the room I wondered where the rest of the surgeons were, but assumed they were preparing for the procedure and would arrive in a minute.

Now this was the perfect time to strike.

I looked at her and....wait a minute...she was packing the surgical tools in a bag!! What's up with this doctor...or maybe it's a thing....but is packing surgical tools into a bag a thing??

I slowly took the scalpel and was ready to make my move when she suddenly turned to face me. I quickly slid the weapon to my back so she couldn't suspect a thing and went on to distract her with questions.

"Excuse me doc...why are you packing stuff into that bag?"

"Because we're leaving," she answered throwing a silicone mask in my direction.

"Put that on. Ooow and give me the scalpel you stole from the tray, we'll be needing it."

What...!!!!!!!!

I immediately recognized her when she decided to use her real voice. It was the little shit. Or the boss...jeez, I had so many perceptions of her by now.

And how did this little shit find out I took the scalpel? okay first...why is she here...why is she trying to save me after calling the cops on me??

I followed the instructions anyway. It would be the smooth escape I hoped for.

I quickly put on the doctor's attire she had given me, a surgical mask and spectacles.

Little shit's damn prepared...huh.

I then hung the stethoscope on my neck and I was an actual doctor!

" Walk straight then turn to the left. There's a Janitor's closet and that's the only turn without a surveillance cam, enter the closet and remove the clothes but not the gloves. Put on the clothes you'll find there and go out straight into the black truck parked outside the gate few meters from the parking lot," she instructed as she changed her attire to a nurse's uniform.

She never ceased to amaze me with every move she made in that room. She was super fast and very organized. All my life of crime I'd never seen such a lawyer.... she seemed too bad to be on that side of the law!

This was the day's greatest surprise.