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Harper opened his mouth then closed it.

She—what?

“Wright,” Logan snapped. “With me now.”

Harper glanced at Saaina, but Kelsey had already turned the woman toward the consultation door.

What was happening here?

Chapter Twenty-Two

Saturday.PrivateRecoveryCenter,New York City, NY.

Robin willed the shorter woman to walk faster, damn it.

Jessica had barely cracked her eyes by the time the FBI told her they needed to move everyone to a secure location, that the hospital was too risky for any of them. Robin had mistakenly thought they were all going to the same place.

Robin had wound up in protective custody at a hotel she was fairly certain only catered to government workers. It wasn’t like any place she’d ever been before, but she’d enjoyed a hot shower, food and time to herself before meeting virtually with her lawyers.

Or more accurately, Dad’s lawyers who were now representing her.

Robin didn’t care for any of them. What she wanted was for Jessica to open her eyes and tell Robin who to call, someone they could trust. Because at this point Robin couldn’t believe anything anyone said to her. She was desperate for answers.

Robin glanced at Kelsey. “Am I allowed to ask where Saaina is?”

“Hm? Oh.” Her mouth screwed up. “I suppose I can tell you she is currently cooperating with the investigation. She didn’t want to contact or be contacted by your family’s lawyers.”

“What?” Robin blinked at the petite woman. Was she right? Or was this another lie?

“This should be your friend.” Kelsey glanced at a door. Where a name should be was a random jumble of letters and numbers. She pushed the door open and held it for Robin.

“God, what now?” a woman’s voice croaked.

Robin’s throat constricted. “Jess?”

She reached out, pushing aside a curtain that blocked her view. Her breath caught at the sight of Jessica hooked up to all those machines.

“Oh my God,” Robin muttered and rushed to Jessica’s bedside.

“Hey? Hey, I’m alive, yo.” Jessica’s voice was lower and not even a fraction as chipper as she was normally.

Robin clutched Jessica’s hand.

There’d been so much blood yesterday.

Jessica clutched Robin’s hand tight and for a moment they just looked at each other.

“You look like shit,” Jessica said.

Kelsey sputtered a laugh behind Robin.

“Sorry. Sorry, that was inappropriate,” Kelsey rushed to say. “I’ll leave you two alone.”

Jessica’s other hand flopped on the bed. “Nah, if you laugh at my jokes you can stay.”

Kelsey came to stand opposite of Robin.

“You’re like, pocket sized,” Jessica muttered.

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