Page 50 of Meant to Be
“Who’d want to hurt her?”
Mitch shook his head. “She doesn’t know.”
“Then why do you think she was the target?”
“She was attacked in New York several months ago. It was similar. She was in the parking lot. A stab to the back.”
“Jesus.” Kevin ran his fingers through his already-unkempt hair.
“I haven’t talked to the detective on the New York case yet but, according to Sydney, they thought it was a random attack.”
“Random attackers don’t normally follow their victims around the country.”
“No. I’ve got a list of possible suspects. Sydney doesn’t think any of them would hurt her, but it has to be someone who followed her from New York to here.”
“That would be a small list.”
Mitch nodded, and hesitated for a beat before asking, “Did you talk to Jen?”
“She says she didn’t see or hear anything.”
“Nothing?” Mitch tried to keep the disappointment out of his tone.
“She said it was raining hard. She felt the stab…” Kevin paused. Mitch waited, knowing Kevin was picturing his wife’s attack. “She felt it. Went down. She couldn’t even say what direction the person left in.”
“No sense of height? Gender?”
Kevin shook his head.
Mitch put a reassuring hand on Kevin’s shoulder. “It’s okay. We’ll find him. I’m heading in to call the New York detective, see what I can get, and share what I know. In the meantime, I’ve set up protection for Sydney and will be talking to hospital security about being extra diligent.”
Kevin nodded.
“You okay?”
Kevin looked over at Jenny, as if he wanted to make sure she was still there. A twinge of jealousy pinched at Mitch. Had he and Sydney once looked at each other like that?
“We’re good.”
“Take care of Jenny. I’ll call you later.” Mitch patted Kevin on the arm and then went to Jenny’s bedside. “How you doing?”
“I’m feeling blessed at the moment.” Jenny was one of those glass-half-full people. In fact, the glass could be empty and she’d still be glad to have a glass.
Mitch nodded toward Kevin. “He treating you okay? Because, you know, I can take you away from all this.”
“I love having you as my backup, but so far, Kevin’s a keeper.”
Mitch smiled, leaned over, and kissed her on the cheek. “Get better.” When he straightened, he directed his gaze toward Sydney. “Call me when you’re done. I’ll pick you up.”
“I have my car.”
“You can follow me home then.”
Jenny’s eyes widened in surprise.
Mitch nodded toward his partner. “Kevin will explain.”
