Page 112 of Last Chance

Instead of following them into the elevator where they’d be trapped in close quarters, Sawyer nudged Janie toward a deserted waiting room off the lobby.

“Tell me what’s wrong,” she said once they were out of sight of anyone coming or going from the building. For the moment, the lobby was empty.

“Someone was watching us outside.”

“And you didn’t want to have a long and drawn out argument with Maria in the open.”

“Too dangerous.”

“Do you think Fortress might be watching over us? Is that what you felt?”

Sawyer shook his head. “My teammates would have let me know if they were on the hospital grounds. No, the watcher wasn’t one of my team, sweetheart.”

She sighed. “I don’t have a long list of enemies, so that leaves Vatos Locos. Is it possible they were protecting Maria from afar?”

“Maybe.”

“But you’re not buying it.”

Another head shake.

“Sawyer.” Max strode toward them. “Everything all right?”

“Maria Moran and her bodyguards are here, and Mrs. Moran is blaming Janie for David’s injuries.”

A soft whistle sounded from the other man. “That’s cold.”

“She’s upset.” Janie looked upset herself. “I understand. I would feel the same if Sawyer had been injured.”

“I doubt you would have blamed Maria for Sawyer’s condition,” Max said.

Sawyer’s phone vibrated. He glanced at the screen. “We need to go upstairs.”

“What’s wrong? Is it David?” Janie asked as she hurried to the elevator with Sawyer and Max.

“Jesse didn’t say.” Sawyer ushered Janie inside the elevator and pressed the button for David’s floor. Was her brother out of surgery already?

Jesse met them when they stepped off the elevator. He motioned for them to follow him to the waiting room.

“What’s wrong?” Sawyer asked.

“Mrs. Moran.”

“Is the baby all right?” Janie asked.

“The baby isn’t the problem. It’s Maria. She’s trying to prevent you from seeing David.”

Her face went pale. “Why?”

“She told the nursing staff you were dangerous to her husband’s health, and she’s demanding that you be banned from his room.”

“Can she do that?” Sawyer wrapped his arm around Janie’s shoulders and drew her against his side.

“Maria brought a signed power of attorney in case of incapacitation with her. The hospital has no choice but to treat her wishes as David’s.”

“I can’t see him or talk to him?” Janie asked.

“I’m sorry,” Jesse said, voice soft.