AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Sorry, most of my patients are unconscious.”
He bit back a low groan. Was his flesh sizzling? “Yeah. Just get it done.”
“This would have been serious by morning. Did you know all it takes is a little staph infection to put you down?”
“I honestly didn’t notice.”
“That’s the adrenaline talking. And probably not very loudly anymore. I have to get some debris out.”
“Do what you gotta do.” Logan hunched his shoulders forward. “I just need to see her. And make sure that the guard is set up.”
“Should I worry about my staff?”
“Yesterday I would have said no. Today, I just don’t know. She’s never done anything like this before.”
“A fan did all of this?”
He tensed as she pulled his skin closed with tape. “No. She’s an ex.”
“Wife?”
“God, no.”
“I take it she didn’t take the break up well.”
“You could say that.”
She dabbed on some sort of ointment and his tight skin eased. A thick pad of gauze was next and then some tape. “All set.”
He stood and untucked the shirt from his back pocket and eased it over his head. “Now, where can I find Izzy?”
“She’s on the third floor, room 309.”
“Thanks for patching me up.”
“Don’t tell anyone I was nice to you. I have a reputation to uphold.”
Logan huffed out a laugh. “Your secret is safe with me.”
“Good. Now get out.”
“Thanks, Dr. Marra.”
He hit the door running. Caught Zeke’s gaze as he nodded toward the elevators. He met him at the doors.
“All patched up?”
“Yeah. Even better, I have directions to Izzy.”
“Lead on, brother.”
When they got to the third floor, Logan hung a left out of the elevator and strode down the hall. There was a lean, tatted-up guy sitting in a chair in the hallway. At first glance, he looked relaxed and even complacent, but his eyes scanned the space and each face as they came near the door.
“Mr. King.”
Logan glanced at the kid. He didn’t look over twenty-five. “Are you with Roth?”
He nodded. “Marcus is inside.”
