Page 101 of Last Chance
“He has a bodyguard outside the room.”
“You were inside with me. Can the bodyguard stay inside, too?” There had to be something they could do to protect David from either Maria, her family, or other gang members.
“You weren’t in ICU,” Jesse said. “You were in a private clinic in Texas for a few hours. Your brother is still critical. The medical staff is already making an exception in allowing the guard to stand watch in the hall. They won’t allow us to post a bodyguard inside that small room.”
Sawyer frowned slightly. “I might have a solution to our problem.”
“What do you suggest?” Janie asked.
“We can hide a camera and listening device in his room so the bodyguard can monitor things from the hallway.”
Relief flooded her. “That’s a brilliant solution. Who can set that up?” The sooner the better, as far as she was concerned.
“I’ll take care of it when we visit David.” He paused, then said, “We should take care of this before your sister-in-law arrives.”
Right. If Maria planned to hurt David, she would never act on her plan if she knew she was under observation.
She sighed. And now she felt like a terrible person for even entertaining the notion that the sweet woman she’d spent two weeks with might be capable of something so awful.
“We need to stop by Fortress headquarters so I can pick up equipment.” Sawyer cupped her cheek with his palm. “Any chance you’d be up to going to the shop extra early this morning?”
“Sure.”
He glanced at Jesse. “You interested in an early morning run?”
“Of course.” The medic pulled out his phone and sent a text. “Can we stop for breakfast before we head to Nashville?”
Janie grinned. “Instead of going to the coffee shop, what if I call the Sunrise Cafe and have Sunny put together three breakfast specials to go?”
“That sounds fantastic.”
“Thanks, Janie.” Sawyer brushed his mouth over hers. “You’re an angel.”
“I’ll remind you of that when I’m tired and cranky.”
He chuckled. “Deal.”
Janie stood. “Give me five minutes, and I’ll be ready.”
Soon, they were on the road back to Hartman. For once, Janie wished she was a coffee drinker. She could use a heavy shot of caffeine.
As Sawyer crossed Hartman’s city limits, he glanced at Janie. “Need anything before we go to the shop?”
“I imagine you and Jesse could use more coffee.”
“Always. What do you need?”
“Since I doubt any store that’s open this early has Irish or English Breakfast tea, I’ll settle for a soft drink with caffeine.”
“I’ll see what I can find.” Sawyer parked at a large gas station and went inside. He returned five minutes later carrying a cardboard drink holder with three to-go cups and a plastic bag.
He handed Janie one cup, then handed the second cup to Jesse. “Coffee for us,” he said to Janie. “English Breakfast tea for you.”
Her breath caught. “I didn’t know they stocked my favorite tea.”
“They carry boxes of English Breakfast and Irish Breakfast. I bought a box and dumped a tea bag in hot water.”
She sipped and groaned. “It’s wonderful. Thank you, Sawyer.”