“You know the place?” He’s grinning too big for me to believe he doesn’t.
“Nope, but my brother works about an hour from there.” Nick’s expression turns serious when he faces Nanny and Mack. “My brother’s company sent four men to Colorado. They’ll get there before we do.”
“You’re coming, too?” That’s shocking. I’ve never seen him leave Tennessee.
“Yeah, man. I gotta help find her. I can monitor things here from my computer.” He closes the tablet. “I’m going to throw a bag together.” He’s the first one to leave the room.
“I suggest everyone who’s going do the same.” Mack motions toward the doors.
“Who do we leave in charge?” Jack asks his dad as he pulls Lily close.
“Ross, Hendrix, Big Papa, and Bankz,” I suggest.
Mack sighs and shakes his head. “Yeah. Let’s just hope we still have a clubhouse when we get back.”
I follow him to the door and pause next to Jay. He’s hugging his mother and aunt. “You coming with us?” I figured he was. It’s the only reason I didn’t suggest leaving him in charge.
“Yeah.” Jay turns back to the ladies. “You two call if you need anything. I’ll hurry back if you need me.”
“We’re not leaving club property.” Lauren pats his cheek. “Go find your cousin.”
I take a piece of paper from the table at the back of the room and quickly scribble my number on it. I should have already done this, but I didn’t want to make things weird. After Jay walks away, I press it into Nina’s hand. “Keep an eye on things and call me if anything happens here.”
“I will, Darin. Promise.” She smiles, but it doesn’t reach her eyes. For some reason, that doesn’t sit right with me.
I nod to both women and rush out the back door and practically run to my house. We’re going to find my Goddaughter. It’s a good thing our lawyer is going with us. With the way that doctor was acting, a few of us may need bail money.
Chapter 7
Worley
The flight to Colorado wasn’t too bad. Surprisingly, it was mostly quiet, especially with seven Vikings on board. Well, six Vikings and one lawyer. Mack kept an arm around Nanny and held her hand the entire flight. Evelyn McLeod is an emotional mess. I sat across from them, watching Nick fidget in his seat in front of me. I’ve never seen him out of sorts like this before. Jack and Jay whispered behind me. Ciara sat behind Mack and Nanny, going through files in her briefcase. It's nice when your lawyer comes with their own private plane. Sure beats a helicopter ride.
Lily stayed behind to be with Logan and Everly. It was all Mack could do to convince Maci to stay and help Lily. Those kids were raised well and are easy to look after. Neither has ever been in any major trouble. Lily could have handled them by herself. Mack just wanted his youngest daughter to be safe at home. One look at Nana and Granddad silenced all of Maci’s protests. Her grandparents needed her, and that was enough to keep her in Tennessee.
It's nearly two in the morning when we pull into the parking lot of Aspen Health Resort. The rehab center looks more like amountain retreat than a medical facility. It’s about twenty miles outside of town and thankfully, not on top of a mountain like the photos online suggest.
The parking lot doesn’t have the lighting I’d expect. The front of the building has lights only at the corners and on the porch by the front door. The lights from the windows are dim. Hopefully, Doctor Spears is still here.
There’s one black SUV in the visitor parking lot. Ciara had two SUVs similar to this one waiting for us at the airport. The woman is highly organized. Surprisingly, four men get out of the other vehicle as we do and walk toward us.
“If they’re coming to tell us we’re not getting in, I’m busting the door down,” Nanny threatens. Oh, she’ll have lots of help with that.
“They’re the team my brother sent.” Nick shakes hands with the first man. “Jude, thanks for coming.”
“Nick, good to see you.” Jude pats Nick’s upper arm a couple of times. “There’s no way we wouldn’t help.” He looks past Nick to the rest of us. “Hate the reason we’re all here, though.”
“We’re glad to help.” The man on Jude’s left gives Nick a firm nod.
The man in the back nods, too, but says nothing. He’s paying more attention to our surroundings than to us.
The taller man on Jude’s right huffs. “It’s not like we could argue. Sherlock would mess our lives up in thirty seconds if we don’t do as he says.”
Nick shakes his head. His shoulders drop on a deep sigh.
“Sherlock?” Mack asks.
Nick looks over his shoulder at our Prez. “My brother, Oscar, is their IT guy.”
