Texas Hunt. Barb Han

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СКАЧАТЬ Lisa muttered something in her sleep she shouldn’t have? Panic rolled through her. If she had, Ryan would be asking very different questions.

      Shelly asked a few questions that were easy to answer, ensuring Lisa knew who she was and where she was from.

      “Are you sure you don’t want something for the pain?” Shelly asked.

      “I can manage.”

      Ryan stood and took a step back to give the nurse room to work.

      “How long before I can get out of here?” Lisa checked the door again, half-afraid Beckett would show.

      Ryan’s eyebrow lifted for the second time.

      “The doctor will be in to see you shortly and talk to you about your injuries. Your numbers are strong, but I’m sure the doctor will want to keep you awhile longer for observation. You took a couple of big blows to the head.” There was sympathy in her voice, too.

      It shouldn’t annoy Lisa. Maybe the bumps on her head affected her mood. She should be grateful that everyone seemed genuinely concerned about her.

      Except that she knew this was far from over. Beckett must believe she’d told someone or was planning to start talking. With his father in trouble, Beckett might do anything to keep his family’s name out of the papers. Either way, she wasn’t out of danger.

      “I’m sure you’ll be up and around soon,” Shelly reassured her.

      “That’s the best news I’ve heard so far. Think there’s any chance I’ll be discharged later today?” Being at home in her own bed sounded amazing about now.

      A thought struck her. Beckett knew where she lived. No. She couldn’t go there. She’d have to find a safe place to stay until she recovered from her injuries and could do something about Beckett. A flea could take her down in her present condition, and leaving herself vulnerable would be foolish.

      “The doctor can explain everything to you when she comes in, but I’d put money on you staying here another night.” Shelly had stopped playing around with gadgets and stood sentinel next to the bed. She’d be all of five feet two inches in heels, or in this case thickly padded tennis shoes. “Do you have family in the area other than your husband?”

      My husband?

      “Why?” Lisa glanced at Ryan, who shot her a look before intently studying his cell phone screen.

      “We like to have additional contacts on file in case your husband has to leave,” Shelly said casually.

      Hold on. Did that mean what Lisa thought? Her dad hadn’t been up to see her? She might understand her sister, Lori, being preoccupied with her infant son or work, but wouldn’t Dad come by to make sure she was okay? Ryan had said people had been stopping by. She made a mental note to ask him about it as soon as the nurse left the room. “I can give more names. There are others here in town.”

      “Great. I’ll send someone up from Records to take more information.”

      “Perfect,” Lisa said, trying to sound casual.

      “The doctor should be in soon.” The nurse paused at the door.

      “Terrific.” Lisa shot a look at Ryan. “I’m sure my husband will bring me up to date in the meantime.”

      His lips were thin and his arms folded. He fired off a warning look. She understood. He didn’t want to be caught in a lie. He must’ve felt that he had no choice. Ryan was one of the most honest people she knew. He wouldn’t take giving false information lightly.

      “What else can I get for you while I’m here? Another blanket?” Shelly asked.

      “No, thank you. I have everything I need.” Lisa glanced from the nurse to Ryan. If he’d been a cartoon character, steam would’ve been coming out of his ears from embarrassment.

      “Press the button if you change your mind,” Shelly said before closing the door to give them privacy.

      “Was it a big wedding?” Maybe it was the pressure mounting inside her that needed release, but Lisa couldn’t stop herself from poking at him.

      “Cut it out,” Ryan groaned.

      Even when they were twelve he didn’t like hopping a fence to retrieve a ball in a neighbor’s yard without asking first. More than that, he detested outright lying. His older brother hadn’t had the same conviction before he’d cleaned up his act. Lisa figured most of the reason Ryan despised untruths had derived from living through the dark periods in Justin’s life.

      “Sorry. I couldn’t resist. I know why you did it and I appreciate you for it. I’m sure they needed consent to treat,” she said.

      “Yes. You’re welcome.” The corners of his lips upturned in a not-quite smile. Something else was bothering him. She could tell based on his tight-lipped expression. Whatever it was, he seemed intent on keeping it to himself.

      “Has anyone contacted my dad?” she asked.

      He shrugged.

      “What a minute. How did you even know I was here?”

      “Mrs. Whitefield called. She said you asked for me right before you passed out on her. She needed help getting you in the car.” He cocked an eyebrow at her. “She said it seemed like there was something you wanted to tell me.”

      “You could’ve called my father,” Lisa redirected.

      “Guess I didn’t think of it at the time.” Something dark shifted behind his eyes and he looked uncomfortable.

      A light tap at the door sounded and then Lori rushed in.

      “I came as soon as I heard you were awake. Thank God you’re all right.” Her hands were tightly clasped and her gaze bounced tentatively from Lisa to Ryan.

      “I thought you were at work.” Had Ryan really sent a work text earlier or was he covering for connecting with Lori? Why would he do that?

      Oh no. Something had to have happened. Lisa’s heart raced thinking about her nephew. “Is Grayson okay?”

      “Yes. He’s fine. Great actually.” Lori’s face muscles were pulled taut. “It’s Dad.”

      No. No. No. “What happened?”

      “He had an accident.” Lori shifted her weight to her right foot and bowed her head.

      “Where is he?”

      “He’s gone.” Huge tears rolled down her pink cheeks.

      Wait. What? No. This couldn’t be happening. She stared at her sister waiting for the punch line. If this was some kind of joke, it was beyond twisted. Tears already streaked her cheeks. Deep down, she knew her sister wouldn’t say something like that if it wasn’t true.

      “What happened?” Lisa forced back the flood of emotions threatening to bust through her iron wall and engulf her.

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