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“How’s Miguel?” Kindness asked.

“Still sleeping. I know he hates being down for the count, but right now, I think sleeping is all he should do. He needs to rest his brain and just shut down.”

“It happens,” Max said. “I saw my share of concussions when I was in the military. It’ll probably take a few days. I hope that agent gets his ass handed to him.”

I nodded, noticing he had a bit of a southern drawl; I wondered where he was from. “So, what’s going on?”

“Beth and I are going to leave you in Max and Leo’s capable hands today,” Kindness said.

I nodded at both women, whom I was beginning to count as friends. We suddenly had so many in law enforcement. I knew I probably shouldn’t, but at the moment, I felt very safe.

“When Miguel is awake, we’re going to call Snow. He wants to talk with both of you about things,” Leo said.

I frowned. “What things?”

“We’re gonna wait until Snow gets here so we don’t have to explain it all twice.”

A sudden pang of uneasiness shot through me. “That sounds…ominous.”

“It’s…maybe, but don’t worry. Cassidy and Mike are also coming. They should be here in the next hour,” Max said. “For now, have some breakfast. Leo and I stopped for croissants. The box is in the kitchen.”

I patted my stomach. “I saw it. Thank you. That was nice of you but after the feast we had last night, I can’t even look at food. What I really need is a run.”

“Well, you can’t go outside to do that, but we had a treadmill brought up for y’all that you can use after we finish with Snow,” Max drawled. “It sounds like Miguel ain’t gonna be up to it, though.”

“He’s not supposed to exert himself until his head is better. He nearly passed out last night after getting up too fast to chase the cat when he stole food off the table.”

“Yeah, concussions can be a bitch, but he should be feeling a little better by now,” Leo said.

“As soon as the doctor’s office opens, I’m going to give them a call,” I said.

“You can have a virtual appointment on one of our secured laptops, but we’ve been told you’re staying put,” Max said. “At least that’s the plan for now.”

“But that might change?” I was dying from curiosity to know what Cassidy, Mike, and Snow were going to tell us when they got here.

“We’ll wait until Miguel is awake and then call Snow,” Max reiterated.

I sighed. It was clear to me that they weren’t spilling the beans about anything. I sipped my coffee in silence as the others exchanged loaded glances with each other.

“So, your cat stole food right off the table,huh?” Max asked, changing the subject. I could see the smile playing around his lips. Very handsome man.

I nodded. “Little shit jumped right up on the table, snatched a skewer of chicken satay, and had it on the ground before anyone could do anything about it. It’s kind of a miracle he didn’t drive the skewer through his teeny tiny brain.”

Max glared at Kindness. “Why wasn’t I invited? You know I love Thai food. “Where’d you get it?”

“Good Thai Kitchen.”

“Oh, man, I love that place,” Leo groaned. He glanced at his husband. “We need to go there as soon as we get the chance.”

Max smiled at him and reached over to squeeze his bicep.

I loved how affectionate they were with each other. I got up when I heard the door opening at the other end of the suite. Setting down my coffee cup, I headed to meet Miguel halfway down the hall. He was freshly showered and dressed, looking almost normal as he walked confidently toward me. I stopped him, sliding my arms around him. When I kissed him, he tasted like toothpaste. I studied his face as he pulled back, letting out a huge sigh of relief. The swelling in his face was greatly reduced, the lump was almost gone, leaving only bruises, and his color was back.

“Oh, God.” I sighed, leaning my forehead against his.

“What is it, Sunshine?”

“You just look so much better.” I leaned back, letting my gaze roam all over his face.

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