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“We need to find Earnest. Because he either did it, or he’s next.”
“You’re going to the hospital.”
She said, “Call Bruce. He can help your agents look for Earnest. He’s already on it.”
“You sure you want our lives to intersect like that?”
He was probably worried Bruce wouldn’t want to work with agents. Not that they would ever find out he was formerly a spy—unless he wanted them to know it.
“I’m done soft-stepping. It’s time to hit back at Buzard and get this thing figured out.”
Chapter Nineteen
“Ow.”
The doctor chuckled. “Got yourself a doozy right here.”
She eyed him, entirely too smart not to be suspicious. Then again, he’d given her something good, and the floaty feeling she was experiencing right now probably made her more…pliable. As long as Jax was here.
“I’m not crazy.”
The doctor frowned but didn’t quit his examination of her. “Did a medical professional say you were?”
Hmm. “Not exactly.”
“Then it’s not official. It would never hold up in court.”
“I’m not really worried about court.”
His lips twitched, but the frown was still there. “Your tests showed a cranial fracture, but what I’m finding doesn’t really line up with that.”
She bit her lip. “Is it better than it was?”
He looked at her. “You think it should be? Like bones magically start to heal at an accelerated rate?”
“Don’t worry about it.” She waved his hands away and sat up. Everything rotated around her. “I’m not the subject for your next paper.”
“Whoa.” The doctor held onto her shoulders. “No walking until tomorrow. No running for a month.”
She started to argue.
“You won’t change my mind.” He let go of her and backed up, standing beside the hospital bed. “I’m sensing you’re the kind of patient who takes advice and then does whatever she wants. Would I be right about that?”
She wasn’t going to admit to anything. Not if it ever did go to court.
“Yes.” Jax had entered the room while she wasn’t paying attention and now stood at the end of the bed. He looked at her and didn’t manage to hide the wince. “She’ll be resting plenty, thank you, Doctor.”
Kenna pressed her lips together as soon as the doctor had left the room, saying something about paperwork for release. “It’s not like I can lay in bed and also find those kids and Nicola.”
“You have people for that now.”
She didn’t like this idea at all. “You’re going to derail your career for the sake of helping me?”
“I will if I think it’s necessary.” He folded his arms across his chest.
Arguing wasn’t going to get her far. “Where is Bruce? And Ramon? I need to call Maizie and check in.”
“We’re going back to the house so you can get some sleep.”