“Thanks.” He’d reassure his parents he was okay and have them meet him at the hospital. If he was very fortunate he’d be released in a timely fashion and his parents could drop him off to sleep in his own bed.
* * * *
The doctors wouldn’t release Jake until they were sure his knee wasn’t in really bad, surgery-requiring shape. Hopefully someone would come up with the results of his CT scan sooner rather than later, and the results would be good. In the meantime he was feeling fine thanks to the painkillers he’d been given and his greatest complaint was boredom. That, and hoping none of the kidnappers got away.
All things considered this was not a bad state of affairs, though he knew his knee would hurt like hell without the painkillers. Best to enjoy them while they lasted.