Page 59 of Going Deep


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He must have called out, because Jack shook him awake and Mason burrowed against his chest. He held the two of them, and they didn’t say anything. They didn’t need to.

When they were all out of bed the next morning, Jack called Andy. Gray could barely wait until he’d hung up to start firing questions at him. “How is Jenna? Is she going to get a place with Andy? Does he have space?”

Jack was beaming, which had to mean things were good. “She’s fine. Awake and wanting to see you. Yes, once the stacks of forms are filled out, and the official approval is made, Jenna should have a place with Andy. He doesn’t see any obvious barriers to that working, but you know how slow that process is. He’s in paperwork hell right now.”

“I thought he said the shelter was full,” Mason said.

Jack nodded. “It was, but it turns out a spot has opened up.”

Gray could tell Jack was excited about more than just Jenna having a place to go. “What’s up?”

“I’m not supposed to know, so keep this to yourselves for now. Henry is getting an apartment. He’s saved enough, and he’s just made the deposit. I’m so happy for him. He’s planning to tell me next time we get together.”

“That’s fantastic!” Mason said.

Gray smiled. “He’s got to be thrilled.”

Jack nodded. “Andy says he’s going to keep tutoring shelter kids and helping with the cooking classes. I’m so excited for him.”

Gray was excited too, but he was impatient to see Jenna. “Do y’all want to come to the hospital with me?”

“Absolutely,” Jack said and Mason grabbed his coat.

When Gray got to the hospital, Andy explained that Jenna wouldn’t talk to him, the nurses, her doctor, or her social worker. Physically, though, Jenna was doing great, even the worst of her wounds was healing nicely.

“You told Jack she’d asked for me.”

“She wrote your name down and pointed to it. I think you’re the only one she’ll talk to.”

Gray hated thinking of her there alone and scared. “Why didn’t you call me last night?”

“She was sedated, and you needed to rest.”

Gray frowned. “I would’ve come anyway.”

“I know. That’s why I didn’t call.”

Gray glanced at Jack. “You knew, didn’t you?”

Andy took his arm. “Come on. Let’s go see her.”

Gray glared at Jack, but he let Andy lead him toward Jenna’s room. Truly, he hadn’t been in any shape to help her the night before. Still, he should have been told.

So you’d insist on spending the night at the hospital?

Gray bit back a growl. Even his conscience was against him.

Andy stopped at the door to Jenna’s room. “Before you go in?—”

“Don’t tell me she’s fragile or to be careful with her. She fought her way loose when she’d been stabbed multiple times and was bleeding all over the floor. She was going for the gun Whittaker had taken from me. She was trying to save me.”

Andy raised a brow. “I don’t think she’s fragile.”

Damn. Gray closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “I’m sorry. I’m?—”

“Understandably protective and on edge.”

“Yes. That.” Why the fuck was Andy always so reasonable?

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