“Bomb?” I ask.
“The officer who questioned me after you left said there were two explosive devices found inside.”
“They got a bomb guy there that fast?”
She shrugs. “As far as I could tell, it was the first officer who showed up that found them.”
Just our luck. We have some small-town cop trying to take charge, possibly ruining evidence. Hopefully, he left the devices in place to be examined. We need all the evidence we can get to find out who placed it there. And hopefully, that will tell us who the intended target was.
“Seriously, can you stay with my sister tonight? Don’t go back home. Just in case.”
She nods. “I wasn’t planning to.”
Not planning to. Why wouldn’t she unless she believedshe was in danger? I open my mouth to ask her about this as the nurse comes through the curtain.
“Time to stitch you up,” she says.
“I’m going to leave. Sorry about all of this,” Savvy says. Then she’s gone before I can say anything else.
The entire time the nurse is working on me, all I can think about is that I need to call my sister and tell her what’s going on. She’ll insist that Savvy stay with her tonight. Hell, probably for the next month. And I trust Maria. She can defend herself and Savvy. I’m not worried. She’s a black belt in jiujitsu, can shoot a target better than most of the guys I served with, and she has a top-notch security system.
That reminds me, I didn’t get a chance to talk to Savvy about self-defense and carrying something with her to showings. I’ll have to do that tomorrow.
Wait. Am I finding excuses to see her again? I think about it for a moment. No, she really does need to know how to defend herself. I should ask Maria to talk to her about it.
“Mr. Charles, here are your release papers,” a nurse says as she steps inside the curtain. She goes over what they say.
Once she’s done, Durango appears. “Ready to go?”
“Yes.” I wince as I put my jacket on.
Durango grabs us food to go on the way back to my place and helps me get set up at the table.
“Thanks,” I say.
He eats several bites of his sandwich before he sets it down. “I spoke to Reed.”
I’m not sure why he spoke to him. I was fully prepared to call him and tell him about my stitches later today.
“He’s going to reach out to the local police and try to get us any information he can.”
I set my sandwich down. “He is? So, you told him what all happened?”
Durango frowns. “Of course I did. For all we know, you could have been the target.”
I shake my head. “No, Savvy only asked me to go with her this morning. No one else knew I’d be there.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I am.”
We finish our lunch in silence. Durango wipes his mouth with a napkin and then tosses it onto the table.
“Tell me every detail about how you came to be in that building.”
I relay the story, starting from kayaking this morning to ending up in the ER. Durango turns his gaze to the window. I know that look. He’s thinking through every possibility. I give him time.
“There’s no way to know if it was that buyer or Savvy who was targeted,” he finally says.
