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Gunner and I stand steady when the elevator doors fly open. Cell service is shit
in there. I have someone on the line that can tell me about Eden, so I’m not moving a muscle.
“I’m not at liberty to share personal information about our employees,” Betsy says with a tremor in her voice.
“Bullshit,” I spit back. “I need you to tell me now where I can find Eden.”
Jesus, please let her be all right. Don’t let this be the end.
“Mr. Sufford has made it very clear that we cannot give…”
I end the call, cursing under my breath at the woman’s commitment to following the rules.
I open my contact list and scroll down to Kurt’s name.
I look over at Gunner while I wait for Kurt to pick up.
He’s spelling Eden’s name out to someone at New York Presbyterian.
My call to Kurt rings through to voicemail. I spit out a few words. “It’s Dylan Colt. I need to know where Eden is. Call me back as soon as you can.”
Ending the call, I turn to Gunner. “Get me Noelle Sufford’s number.”
We board the elevator headed to the ground floor. I have no idea which direction I’m supposed to go when I get off this thing, but I’ll find her.
If she’s taken her last breath, I would feel it inside.
Eden is alive, and I’m going to get to her.
Chapter 46
Dylan
One benefit of being a divorce lawyer for the wealthy and elite in Manhattan is that a stack of favors is at your disposable.
I cashed in today.
Noelle Sufford was at LaGuardia when Gunner reached her.
I didn’t ask how he managed to track down her cell number. I don’t care.
He came through when I needed it.
He backed that up with a call to a former client who offered the use of his private plane.
Noelle hitched a ride with me.
She didn’t say much on the flight. I was fine with that. My focus is only on Eden.
Seeing her, helping her, loving her.
We touched down in Buffalo twenty minutes ago. We’re walking through the main doors of the General Hospital now.
I don’t have to ask Noelle if she’s been here before. It’s obvious she has.
She leads me down a series of corridors until we’re standing next to a reception desk in the emergency room.
“Good day.” The woman behind the desk has a tone to cheery for the job. “What can I do for you two?”
