Colt put the cell to his ear. “Ben, is everything okay?”
There was a pause. Then Colt’s jaw tightened.
“We’re coming now.” He hung up and turned to her. “Mom’s in the hospital again. They were driving home when she lost consciousness. Ben’s not sure what happened, but she was grabbing her chest before she passed out. It might be her heart.”
Air got stuck in Indie’s throat. Oh God, that wasn’t good.
She turned off the TV and rushed to throw her shoes on.
Neither of them spoke on the drive to the hospital, but Indie didn’t move her hand from Colt’s thigh. He drove faster than he should have and tension radiated off him.
Was it a heart attack? Something else?
They pulled into the hospital parking lot, and it didn’t take them long to find Sylvia’s room. Indie’s pulse picked up speed at the sight of her so still in the bed, with so many tubes attached to her.
Ben rose from the chair beside her bed.
“Do they know what’s wrong?” Colt asked.
“Doctor said she had a severe drop in blood pressure and something called bradycardia, which is a slow heart rate.”
Colt’s fingers tightened around Indie’s. “What was the cause?”
“They’re not sure yet. They’re running some tests.”
Colt’s gaze ran over his mother. “Is she going to be okay?”
“She’s stable right now.”
That wasn’t a guarantee.
Indie ran her thumb over the back of Colt’s hand, wanting to soothe him. Needing to do something,anything, to make this just a bit better. In reality, she knew there was nothing she could do. They just had to wait.
He squeezed her hand before moving to his mother’s bedside and touching her arm.
“I think someone did this to her.”
Colt swung toward Ben at his quiet statement. “Why?”
“We left shortly after you. Sylvia was acting strange. Stumbling. She seemed confused. But she’d barely drunk anything. We were driving home when she grabbed her chest and passed out. I drove straight here.”
He was right, that didn’t sound like natural causes.
Colt’s phone rang, and he looked at the screen before putting it to his ear. “Jesse.”
There was a short pause.
“I’m here at the hospital too. So is Ben. Room twenty-four.”
“Jesse’s here?” Indie asked, once Colt hung up.
“Yeah. He has something to tell me.”
There was something about the way Colt said it…like whatever Jesse had to say, it wasn’t good.
Jesus. They didnotneed more bad news right now.
A couple of minutes later, the door opened and Jesse stuck his head in. “Hi. You guys got a sec?”
