Page 68 of Echoes of You

“I should arrest him for divulging privileged medical information,” I grumbled.

“He’s not a doctor. Or a lawyer. I don’t think you have a case,” Lawson shot back.

“Whatever.”

Lawson clamped a hand on my good shoulder and squeezed. “You’ll be out of the sling in a couple of days, and I’ll put you back on active.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

“He’s quite the drama queen,” Lawson muttered.

Clint pressed his lips together to keep from laughing.

Lawson pulled his phone out of his pocket. “I’m going to interview a few SAR members this morning. See if we can figure out who the hell messed with those ropes.”

“You know it had to be Dan or Kevin,” I grumbled.

“There were plenty of people who didn’t make the team. We need to look into all of them,” Lawson said.

I straightened in my chair. “I can help interview.” At least that wasn’t paperwork.

He shook his head. “You’re the injured party. I can’t have you on the case.”

“Are you serious?”

Lawson pinned me with hisdadstare. “If we catch this jerk, do you want to threaten our case because you justhadto be involved?”

I sagged back into my chair. “No.”

“That’s what I thought. I’ll be in Interview One if you need me.”

“I’ll be sure to come get you if I need help sharpening my pencils.”

Lawson smacked me upside the head as he walked away.

“Hey, I’m injured over here.”

“Apparently, not enough,” he yelled over his shoulder.

“Brothers,” I groused.

Clint grinned. “Can’t live with ‘em, can’t live without ‘em.”

“Nash Bash.” Wren hurried across the room. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.”

“He’s cranky as hell,” Clint interjected.

“I had a feeling. Hopefully, these will help.” Wren set a massive bakery box on my desk.

I blinked a few times as I took it in, then burst out laughing. The box had been adorned with spikes, and she had writtenEat Nash’s donuts and Wren will come for you!across the top.

I looked up at her. “Little Williams, you are the freaking best.”

She grinned and bent to kiss my cheek. “If you need anything, just let me know.”

“I will.”

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