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“I’ll wrap it up, put it in a sling,” Jameson said. “Tell them you broke it, but you need to rein it in. For you and more importantly, for her.”

Fuck it. He was right.

“Let’s get Jack bandaged so we can get to the palace,” Ian said.

“I’ll do it.” Jameson grabbed the things he needed from his medical bag.

Jack sat down and let Jameson doctor him.

“Someone needs to stay with William,” Ian said as he looked up from whoever he was texting.

“I will,” Jameson volunteered. “I’m going to call my boss about Evans too.”

“What’s wrong with William?” Jack asked.

Jameson stiffened. “You know I can’t tell you.”

“Don’t pull that patient-doctor confidentiality with me.” Jack leaned forward. “What’s going on?”

“We need to know if we’re to take proper care of him, Jameson,” Ian added.

“Do not tell anyone else,” Jameson warned.

Jack nodded impatiently. The only reason he cared was because of his baby girl.

“He’s got early-onset dementia.”

Fuck. Just as they’d suspected.

“Right. So we need to protect him as much as we can from what’s going on,” Ian said grimly.

“Definitely. I’ll stay here and check in on him regularly. You two go to the palace.”

Jack couldn’t handleit anymore.

All of this was just talk.

Someone hurt his girl. Someone had to pay. And he needed to find them.

Find her.

“Enough!” He slammed his unbound hand down on the table. Jameson had wrapped up his other hand.

Everyone turned to stare at him.

“Fuck, Jack.” Ian glared at him.

This almost seemed like déjà vu. Except last time it had been Ian pulling everyone’s attention. In the meeting about the wedding.

This had turned into another wedding talk.

Talk of postponing it. Of what to do about the article.

All stuff he didn’t care about in the slightest.

“I don’t care about any of this shit. What are we doing to find Maggie?”

None of them would meet his eyes. Except Kassim.

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