“All right. Get me details on the woman, the doctor.”
“Done.” Logan clicks off.
I pull the earpiece out and drop it into my pocket because I need some alone time.
Listen, I know you’re thinking, Roy, you should tell Logan that Ziggy is back. Not yet. I need a little backstory from her before I read him in. Ziggy has…baggage. And frankly, I’m not that keen on her being back at work so quickly. But what do I know? I’m just the guy who saved her life.
Talk about a bad mood. Maybe it wasn’t the tortilla after all, but a deep, instinctual gut feeling that my life was about to get complicated. Dangerous. Heartbreaking. Because that’s part of loving a woman like Ziggy.
Did I say love? Oops.
Ziggy is…Ziggy is…
Ziggy is the thing I can’t escape. Can’t run from.
Ziggy is the thing that keeps me in the game.
But Ziggy costs me, every time.
I am truly not exaggerating.
But let’s all take a deep breath, okay?
It’s going to be fine.
Just fine.