Page 124 of Every Which Way

But God knew.

It was all in His hands.

“I’m not getting married in scrubs.”

Maizie was about to say something else.

Kenna cut her off. “Love you, Maze.”

She rolled her eyes. “I refuse to believe anything is going to happen to you. Let’s just enjoy the day, all right?”

“That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you.” Kenna didn’t like sitting in a wheelchair for this discussion, being at such a disadvantage. But she was going to walk down the aisle of a little country church, so she was saving her energy.

Jax and his father stepped out of the elevator.

Ramon slipped his phone into his pocket. Jax came over, swinging an arm around Maizie’s shoulders. “Ready, kiddo?”

She smiled up at him. “I’m ready, but Kenna is wearing a dirty, torn dress.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Ramon said. “It’ll be fine.”

Maizie frowned at him.

“Don’t we need to go?” Ramon came over and grabbed the handles of the wheelchair, pushing her toward the elevator.

Jax walked with Maizie behind them. His father hit the button for the elevator, and they all got in.

Kenna said, “It’s going to be a long drive to the church, right?”

“Need some coffee?” Jax asked.

She smiled.

Before she could say anything, a hand waved in the door to keep it from sliding shut. Amara stepped on. “I’m coming. Is that okay?” She looked around, but her gaze settled on Kenna.

“That would be nice.” She shared a smile with her mom.

Jax’s dad cleared his throat.

Maizie said, “We aren’t driving!”

Kenna glanced at the collection of guilty faces. How many more things had they planned without telling her? “What? How are we getting there? Dog sleds?”

Maizie giggled.

Jax smiled.

She couldn’t see Ramon behind her.

Jax’s dad said, “There’s a helicopter on the roof for us.” He rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet. As if he was nervous—or felt guilty. “I wouldn’t want the two of you to be late to your wedding.”

“A helicopter?” Her brows rose.

She knew he’d spoken to the feds at length and given statements about theDominatus. They weren’t shut down, just a small fraction of the organization here locally had been terminated. But he had told the police everything he knew.

Miller had been tasked with the case against the federal judge, something Maizie had been helping him and Langford with. Maizie had told Kenna that she’d seen the two of themlook at each other. Evidently, it was significant enough to imply a relationship—and also, evidently, it was something that Jax and Kenna still did.

She’d liked hearing that.

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