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“When do you think you can get out of here?” Justin asked.
“Doctors are saying possibly Sunday.”
“Good, Miss Angel, how long will you be staying?”
“I can afford to take a couple of months off, I was thinking of getting a hotel room until Chuck goes home. I understand you boys don’t live nearby?”
“No, we’re about eight hours away. We had to get back home to help out on the Flying E, Wyatt’s ranch, and to make sure our house was okay. I don’t know if you know what’s going on, but…” he let his voice trail off, and Angela spoke into the silence.
“I understand. I know some, and if Chuck will have me, I’ll grab a hotel room in the area of your home when he is released.”
“You can stay at the compound,” Bernie said. She looked at the others and when they nodded, she explained the living situation at home, and it took everyone several minutes to convince her that she wouldn’t be stepping on any toes if she stayed with them.
“Mom,” Chuck grinned at her at one point.
“Yes, why are you looking at me like that?”
“Because I’m putting this out there for something for you to think about only. You do not have to give me an answer now. Just think about it.”
“What’s that?”
“Mom and Dad Stuart are back home packing up their lives so they can move her to be closer to their children. I understand they put an offer in on a house here, and it was accepted before the wedding. Mom Dottie is packing up the house, Dad Stan is selling his business, and retiring from the motorcycle club."
"Do you have a club here?”
“No, but we do have our bikes. We won’t know if we can fly our colors here until Dad Stan moves here. He was going to talk to them about opening another chapter here.”
Angela only nodded, then she looked at Bernie. “Do you ride?”
“Sort of.”
“How do you sort of ride a motorcycle?”
“I have a regular bike, and I used to ride it all the time, then I was hurt on a mission, and with only eighty percent use of the knee, I bought a conversion kit.”
“Is that what’s in the back of your truck?” Chuck asked. “We left it there, along with your bike, because we didn’t know what it was.”
“Yes, I want to convert it from a two-wheeler into a trike.” She looked at Angela with a grin. “I won’t have to put my feet down and try to balance the bike. This way, there’s less chance my knee will buckle.”
“Maybe Joyce can help you once this case is done.” Alex grinned as he mentioned his girlfriend. They talked for some time, then the boys said they were going over to the other hospital to check in on their sister and brother-in-law.
CHAPTER21
“Mrs. Erwin,”a voice said, and Morgan jerked awake when she felt someone shake her knee.
“What? Is it Wyatt?”
“No, I’m sorry, but someone is asking for you at the front desk. I would have sent them back here, but I’ve never seen them before and with the FBI on Mr. Erwin’s door, I didn’t know what to do.”
“No, you did good. Thank you for coming to get me.” Morgan scrubbed her face, looked over at the bed where her husband still lay, unconscious, and started toward the door. She nodded to the two FBI agents standing outside the door, and entered the hallway. She looked around, and saw someone with a pack on their back, and as soon as they turned, Morgan let out a sob, and rushed forward.
With tears streaming down her face, she embraced Lucas and held him with all her might. As soon as she reassured herself that he was alive and well, she stepped back, put her hands on his biceps and shook him, letting him have it verbally.
“Are you okay? Did you get hit? Why didn’t you tell me you were okay? Where have you been? I’ve been worried sick about you! Don’t ever scare me like that again.” When she looked at him, and saw his grin, she slapped his arm. “What’s that grin for?”
“Here I thought you would be mad at me because I didn’t call in the cavalry until six-thirty. I waited twenty-nine minutes before I went to the office at the compound and told them we had to come find you.”
“That doesn’t matter, at least you came for me. What matters is the fact that I was worried sick that something had happened to you, like it had Chuck, and no one would tell me the truth whether you were hurt or not.”
