“Did you?”
“I’ve never slept better in my life.” Truth for the lady despite his need to hide other things from her. It didn’t matter that he’d slept in one-hour increments. He’d slept less than that and kept going. Interrupted sleep with Iona against his side was a gift he’d never forget.
She stared, suspicion clear on her face.
“I’m telling you the truth.”
Another brisk knock on the door interrupted them. Grant was on his feet in an instant. He relaxed when the hospitalist strode into the room.
Within ten minutes, he’d signed off on Elias leaving the hospital with the caveat that he return to an ER if he experienced one of a list of problems. Soon, the nurse arrived with his discharge papers and encouraged him to rest when he got home.
Right. As if he’d be able to rest and relax while knowing someone hated him enough to shoot him.
He frowned. Why didn’t the shooter finish the job? Elias hadn’t been able to defend himself. Did someone interrupt him?
When the nurse finished her litany of instructions and warnings and left the room, Elias sat up with the help of Iona and Grant. He swung his legs over the side of the bed.
“I brought your Go bag.” Grant set the bag on the bed beside Elias. “I’ll give you a hand getting dressed since you can’t use that arm yet.”
This was going to be one big pain. “Yeah, thanks. I appreciate it.” He glanced at Iona. “I’ll see you in a couple of minutes.”
Before she reached the door, another brisk knock made her pause. Brent walked into the room, his expression grim. “We have a problem.”
CHAPTER FOUR
WHAT NOW? EVERsince Iona had received that phone call from Zane Murphy telling her that someone had shot Elias, nothing would surprise her.
“Zane’s bots found several references to killing you in the past few hours.”
Elias snorted. “The bots are a little late giving me the warning. Who is after me this time?”
Their line of work was dangerous, and death threats came with the job description. She’d be surprised if he didn’t have a death threat every so often. She certainly did.
“He hasn’t nailed down the source yet. He’s working on it.”
“So, what’s the plan?”
“Go home. Rest. We’ll talk tomorrow about the assignment.”
Iona and Grant exchanged puzzled glances. She glared at Elias. “You’ve been keeping secrets, Knight.”
His hand fisted. “I don’t have to spill my guts, Byrne.”
“When your safety is on the line, you do.” She turned to Maddox. “What’s going on, sir?”
Maddox scowled at Elias. “You told me you’d talk to your team about the assignment. You need backup. Are you telling me you don’t trust your teammates?”
“No, sir. I trust them with my life.”
“But not enough to ask them to back you up.”
“That’s not true.” His cheeks turned red.
“Well, something is off. What is it?”
“I don’t want them hurt, all right? Leave them out of it.”
Grant folded his arms across his chest. “Forget that. Whatever you’re involved in, you’re not going alone, especially now that you’re injured.”
