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I’d gotten the information as to which hospital my client was in, and I headed straight there. I had always enjoyed the feel of Denver. During the height of my own recklessness, it was a place where I’d spent a lot of my time. If it wasn’t for the cold, I would have put down roots in the city.
But I didn’t like the snow, so Georgia was a much better option. Sure, there was snow in Georgia occasionally, too, but it paled in comparison to the kind of weather that happened in Colorado. I took a cab from the airport to the hospital, and when I reached the front desk, I gave my client’s name to the bored-looking woman sitting behind the computer.
“He’s checked out,” the woman said.
“What!” I gasped. “When?”
“About two hours ago,” she replied.
“I thought he was injured,” I said. “Don’t you keep people here when it’s for their own good?”
“It’s a free country,” she said with a shrug. “If someone isn’t being criminally charged, they’re free to leave anytime they like.”
My jaw dropped. Maybe I had been mistaken about how badly Glenn had been hurt. I didn’t know, but what I did determine was that I had to get a hold of him.
And quickly.
I kicked myself for not having his phone number in my cell phone contacts. I hadn’t found a reason to need it before.
Now, I logged into my work accounts, looking for the contract I had with him. While I was still rather old school in the way I kept printed copies of things, I did keep digital files on hand, too. And I was glad I did for this very reason.
Glenn answered on the third ring.
“Hello?”
“Where are you?” I demanded.
“Who’s this?” he asked.
“Alex!” I snapped. “Your investor!”
“Oh, right right, hey! I’m over at the Explorers, you should come down! It’s getting wild,” he said. I picked up on the fact he sounded like he’d been drinking almost as soon as he answered the phone, and that only added to the agitation I felt.
I hung up the phone and headed over to the hotel. It was a hopping place, the bar often packed with skiers and snowboarders in the winter, rock climbers and hikers in the summer. I pushed my way into the crowded venue, looking for Glenn.
He was in a corner of the room with a group of people surrounding him, clearly putting on a show with the story he was telling. Sure enough, he had a cast on his arm and the lower half of one of his legs, and he stood as though he was in pain.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I demanded when I reached him.
“Oh my God! Guys, I told you! This is Alex Osborne, in the flesh,” he said, ignoring me and turning to the rest of the crowd. There was a variety of awestruck gasps from the group, all of them looking at me as though I was some sort of god.
“Why the fuck aren’t you in the hospital?” I demanded.
“I’m fine,” he said.
“You look far from fine,” I snapped.
“Oh this?” he asked with a small nod toward his bandages. “It’s nothing.”
“Drinking, too?” I looked at the table. “How is that working with your painkillers?”
“Look man, I’m not doing shit you didn’t used to do yourself,” he said with a laugh. “Why are you even here?”
“Damage control,” I said. “If you didn’t notice, you’re all over social media right now and not with good press. I was hoping to smooth things over before your reputation is damaged for good.”
“Oh right, right,” he said. “No need. I’ve got that under control. Put up a vid earlier that showed the accident, then another with me leaving the hospital. People are eating it up!”
“You idiot,” I said. “You shouldn’t even be out of the hospital, let alone here.”
