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I rarely used my last name so brazenly, but if something had happened to Lexie, I needed to know.
She’d tell me my grandfather was the one who forked out the money, not me, and if anyone was due answers, it was him. She’d probably point out he’d been dead for thirty years too.
I’d bristle and inwardly stomp around, but eventually relent and agree she was right.
“I’ll see what I can find out.” The woman scurried off.
“You’ve finally learned how to wield your name.”
I cringed at the sound of my father’s voice. “If she’s hurt—”
“Careful, son.”
I’d blame him until I went to my grave.
Zegas burst out of the back. “Lexie hit her head. They’re taking her to Mercy General.”
“My car is out front.”
I stumbled at my father’s words. The gesture was so unlike him I didn’t know what to do with it.
“I hope you have room for four.” Zegas led the charge out of the station.
“You don’t have to come,” I said as I jogged down the steps.
“Vivian would kill me if I didn’t,” Daniel returned. “Plus, I believe you need backup.”
“I can handle Zegas.”
He held the car door open. “I meant your father.”
Chapter Eight
Lincoln
“Who is responsible for Miss Logan?”
I bolted toward the doctor. “I am.”
A uniformed officer stepped up beside me. "Actually I am.”
Technically, she was still a prisoner. He was only doing his job, but I glared in his direction.
The doctor flipped through his chart. “She has a contusion on her skull, but no fracture. I’d like to keep her overnight for observation. If all goes well, she’ll be free to go tomorrow.”
“What could go wrong?” My mind immediately went to the worst, but if I didn’t know the possibilities, I couldn’t hedge them.
“Bleeding on the brain.”
No.
Lexie would make a full recovery. She had to.
“I’d like to see her.”I’mgoingto see her.
“We can’t let you do that. She’s in custody." The officer shifted uncomfortably at my glare. “We’re not supposed to . . .” He nodded discreetly at the doctor.
“Give it a few hours. After another check, I’ll determine if visitors are allowed.”
