Page 37 of Wild Oblivion

"What if he falls?”

Henrik dismissed the notion. "I'm not going to fall.”

“His granddaughter will be here,” Jack said. “She can stay with him.”

"What if somebody else tries to kidnap him?”

"Well, you can stay here and look after him, if you want. But I think he’d have fun if we got him out. He’s been cooped up in that shithole for God knows how long. That’s enough to dampen anyone’s mojo.” Jack looked at Henrik. “Am I right?”

“Damn straight.”

Jack smiled. “See. All he needs is a little sunshine and good company, and he’ll feel 20 years younger.”

“Maybe even 30,” Henrik said.

We waited around for Giselle to arrive.

She showed up exactly an hour later. Buddy barked up a storm as she crossed the passerelle to the superyacht.

I held the little Jack Russell back as I pulled open the door for her. Buddy was ready to pounce. So was I. Giselle was gorgeous with wavy blonde hair, tawny eyes, and elegant features.

“You must be Giselle,” I said as Buddy drooled.

“You must be Tyson.”

We shook hands, and I invited her in. She spotted Henrik on the couch. “There he is. Are you behaving for the deputies?”

Henrik’s face twisted. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I never misbehave.”

She knew better.

I introduced her to Jack, then she gave Henrik a hug. “I hear you had quite the adventure. I’m glad you’re alright.”

"It was nothing."

"This is very kind of the deputies to let you stay here. This sure is a lot nicer than my apartment,” she said, taking in the surroundings with awe.

"There's plenty of room if you want to stay and look after him," Jack said.

She lifted a curious brow. "Tempting.”

“Can I get you anything to drink?” I asked.

“You know, a bottle of water would be great.”

“Coming right up. Cold or room temperature?”

"Room temperature, please."

I darted into the galley and returned a moment later with a bottle of water and handed it to her.

"I brought his medication, and there are a few things I wanted to talk to you about.”

We stepped into the galley, and she set his meds on the counter.

“He’s got blood pressure meds that he takes once a day, a statin, and drops for his eyes. Sometimes he gets a little heartburn. I brought an H2 blocker and some calcium carbonate. Other than that, he’s really in pretty good shape.”

“He’s beating the averages, that’s for sure.”