The nurse pulled open the privacy curtain and frowned at the men. “Sounds like a party in here. I’m delighted our patient is feeling better, but she needs her rest.”
“I’ll walk these guys out and be right back, babe,” Ashton said to Carly.
“Warren, can you show the video to the police and FBI?” Carly rasped out.
“I’ll handle everything,” Warren said. “Don’t you worry about a thing.”
“Kick-ass Carly, you’re going to be just fine.” Sinclair shot her a smile and left.
Maverick returned to Carly’s room, pulled the chair over, and kissed her hand. “Can you close your eyes for a little while? I’ll be right here when you wake up.”
She pushed up, winced, and lay back down.
“What are you doing?”
“I wanted to kiss you.”
He pressed his lips to hers. “Go easy, please.”
“You saved my life.”
He tightened his grip on her hands. “In truth, you saved mine…a long time ago. I owed you one. We can call it even.”
They shared a smile. “I’m so tired.”
“You rest while I call your mom.”
“Don’t bother. She doesn’t care about me.”
His chest tightened. He couldn’t imagine what that felt like. “I’ll be right outside and back in two minutes,” he said as her eyes fluttered closed.
Maverick called Lisa Stone.
“Hello.”
“Lisa, it’s Ashton.”
“Who?”
“Ashton Hott, Carly’s friend.”
“Oh, yeah. What’s up?”
“There was an attempt on Carly’s life and she’s in the hospital.”
“Is she okay?”
He was floored at how unconcerned Lisa sounded. “She will be. Someone tried to kill her at her old office.”
“You mean Cassandra’s law firm?”
“Right. I had to shoot out the back lock to get to her.”
“That sounds…uh…action-packed.”
Wow, she’s cold. “The locksmith will fix it this afternoon.”
“When did this happen?”
