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Frustration had me giving one hard stare to Locke then sharing it with the officer.

“So, will she be all right on our boat, doc?”

Our?!

What the hell was going on?

The doctor nodded. “She can’t get in the water, but as long as she’s resting it doesn’t much matter where she does it.”

“Good.”

I opened my mouth and again, I got a hard stare from Locke.

Annoyed, because I didn’t have much choice, I stayed quiet. Just where was I going to go on my own?

My best friend was currently banging my ex-boss and ex-fiancé.

There was no help there.

I vaguely heard the doctor tell me about the rest times. How I’d be tired as hell—as if I couldn’t tell that right now.

I was already ready to pass out again.

As angry as I was, the fatigue was dragging at me.

“Can she be discharged today?” Locke asked.

My eyes shot open. “Today?”

“I’d like to keep her for another day for observation.”

“No,” Locke and Stone both said in unison.

“You don’t make the decisions, gentlemen.”

“Look, Dr. Mercer. It’s a safety issue.”

I sat up and winced.

Locke’s firm hand held me still. “Easy.”

“What safety issue?”

Stone dipped his hands into his pockets. “The man who attacked Cilla managed to get into her room.”

I lifted my hand to my throat. It was a vague memory, but someone had come into my room. I’d been so high on the pain meds, it felt more like a nightmare than reality.

“I’d like to make sure she’s safe on my boat.”

I glanced up at him, my brows furrowed.

He didn’t look at me, just kept a steady look on the doctor.

She sighed. “I didn’t realize it was this dire.”

Join the club.

“We’re keeping things quiet, doctor.” Stone glanced at Locke then back to the doctor.