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about ten feet before stopping. “We need a plan,” Brody said.
    “Yeah, a good one,” James agreed.
    After hashing out a quick plan, James helped him to the entrance. The automatic doors slid open as they approached. No backing out now. His hands slicked with sweat as he walked into the waiting room. Nothing good could come from this.
     

 
    Chapter Six
     
    James left Brody with a competent and capable nurse before rushing out to Tucker’struck. He was fucked. Tucker would mention it to Duff and he would be pissed. Only a few hours ago he’d told Duff that everything was fine. He'd fucked up, probably put the ranch at risk, and now he had to worry about Brody. Whoever had hurt Brody wasn't his problem, but he wanted to make it his problem. Hell, he’d seen the guy watching them, so he could argue that it was his problem, but he knew it really wasn’t. Duff would tell him as much. Fuck, he’d tell himself as much. The only reason he’d been following Brody around was because he wanted him. In the back of his mind, he knew that if he could figure out who had gone after Brody, maybe he could stop the attacks.
    Tucker said nothing when he got in the truck. They rolled out of the hospital parking lot and headed to Brody's house. When they were less than a mile from where he'd parked his truck, he couldn’t stand the silence any longer.
    "How did you know where my truck was?"
    Tucker huffed out a breath and rolled his eyes. "Are you serious?"
    "How long have you known?"
    "Today, actually on the way over here. Billy searched it out. It's pathetic. I have no idea why no one else knew about your little activities. You're good. How the fuck did no one know? Really, how did you not give it away? Are you really that interested in him?"
    "I think I like him."
    Tucker was silent as he pulled in behind James’s truck. They both sat still for a long time as the truck idled. His brain was flashing over the last few hours, thinking about everything that had happened, but mostly he was thinking of the guy who’d been watching Brody.
    "Do you like him enough to give up the ranch?" Tucker asked. His voice was quiet, his gaze serious.
    Maybe he did like Brody enough to give up the life. It was getting old. Well, not really. Craig coming back and trying to kill them had put a damper on everything, making life tough. But was he ready to give up the missions, his buddies, and the satisfaction he got when taking down a killer or saving someone from certain death? He couldn't make that decision yet.
    "I'll be home tomorrow," James said.
    "Duff is angry."
    "I'm sure he is."
    "You'll probably be disciplined."
    He nodded and stepped out of the truck. Tucker rolled down the window and James leaned in, his gaze not meeting Tucker’s.
    "I can't tell you what to do, but if someone actually hit Brody on purpose, they might know who you are and they could be trying to attack you where it will hurt the most. Our location is still secure, as far as we know, but for how long, that’s anybody’s guess."
    James slid his gaze over and met Tucker’s. "Craig could have told someone."
    "Exactly, which scares the shit out of me."
    James stood tall and pulled his keys from his pocket. "I'll be safe and keep an eye out. This could be totally unrelated."
    "Maybe."
    He didn’t think Tucker believed this incident was unrelated for a minute. There were too many coincidences and they hated when things lined up too nicely. Brody was now connected to the ranch and as scary as that was, he kind of liked that Brody knew a few of his secrets. He stepped away from Tucker’s truck and headed to his vehicle.
    “I’ll be back at the ranch soon,” he called over his shoulder.
    “Hey, you’ve been missing so...never mind.”
    “What?”
    “You’ve been away and it hasn’t gone unnoticed. Get your story straight. Duff is going to be angry enough as it is.”
    James nodded and slapped the side of the truck. Tucker drove off and James watched for a minute