gripping the wheel while Johana stared at her phone, willing it to ring. By the time they pulled into the Southampton Hospital par

thing flickered in them-surprise, maybe. But it was gone instant

cket. He walked toward her, his hand extended.

the room. One of them was pacing, his phone pressed to his ear.

the phone, his back half-turned. "Just handle it. I want

pped around Kamren and confronte

er, annoyed. "Who

na demanded, her voice r

ching her elbow. "Miss Neal, please. Lo

pointed at Zane. "I heard him. He's talking abou

iet. A nurse at the stat

manding the space. He walked over until he was sta

e low and dangerous. "Not a courtroom.

ked. "You people did this to he

s tone leaving no room for argument. "Unlike y

swung open. A young man in a rumpled suit hurri

specialist on the East Coast. He's been consulted via teleconference and has already arranged for Miss Ols

once. "And t

records will leak. Mr. Croft's team is ha

l true. They were erasing the night.

sters," she

at her. "Listen, sweetheart, you don't

e's jaw tightened. He shot a look back that was half defiance, half

friend with the best medical care money can buy. If y

was infuriating. He was treating

ed. A nurse stepped out, holding a c

said, pushing past

s been sedated. She was highly agitated. The d

e was crashing. She reached out for t

rm. Firm, warm, ste

skin, then up at his face. The

m out of his grip

"I don't want your money. I don't want your doctors. I

expression unreadable. He didn't defend himself. He didn't

he said