front of the E.R. doors. Sonny climbed out, not easily, and while still clutching his injured arm, he headed inside.
“Stay close to me,” Austin warned her, and as he’d done while they were on the road, he kept watch around them.
The rain had stopped, but the wind took a swipe at her. She was already shivering from the spent adrenaline, and the bitter cold only made it worse.
The moment the E.R. staff saw Sonny, they rushed forward and whisked him away to one of the examination rooms. A security guard wearing a uniform trailed along behind them.
Rosalie looked around, hoping to see the babies and whoever was guarding them, but the E.R. was empty except for a woman sitting at the intake desk.
“I’ll need to get some information from you about the patient,” the woman said.
But Austin waved her off. “Nothing much we can tell you. We just gave him a ride here.”
That wasn’t the whole truth, of course, but Austin probably didn’t want to get into any details of the investigation with someone who wasn’t law enforcement.
“I’ll check on the babies,” Austin said when Rosalie continued to look around.
He took out his phone, stepped to the far side of the room, but before he could make a call his phone rang. He groaned and showed her the name on the screen.
Seth.
Now it was Rosalie’s turn to groan. Agent Ryland had likely called Seth.
“Let me talk to my sister,” Seth ordered. Even without the call being on speaker, she had no trouble hearing him.
“I’m fine,” Rosalie jumped to say to her brother when Austin handed her the phone.
“You’re not fine if you were in the middle of an undercover investigation. Have you lost your mind?”
Probably. Hard to have a sound mind with her baby kidnapped. “I don’t expect you to understand why I did what I did.”
“Oh, I understand it all right. I want to find my niece as much as you do, but I don’t want my sister dead in the process. Put Austin back on the phone,” he ordered, sounding very much like the hardheaded brother that he was.
“How the hell did she manage to get inside an undercover operation, and exactly how close did she come to dying?” Again her brother’s voice was so loud that Rosalie didn’t need the speaker function to hear him.
Austin’s gaze met hers, and she silently pleaded with him not to tell the truth. It was best if she broke the details to Seth after he calmed down. Whenever the heck that might be.
“Rosalie’s okay. She was just in the wrong place at the wrong time,” Austin said, but he shot her a glare. No doubt because he wasn’t happy about the lie or her involvement in any of this.
“From what I’m hearing, you were both at the wrong place. You do know your boss is ticked off about this?”
“Yeah, I heard,” Austin mumbled. “Can’t be helped.”
“We got a lead on the missing babies,” Rosalie volunteered since she doubted Austin wanted to continue to listen to this scolding any more than she did.
She moved closer to the phone, and in doing so, her cheek brushed against Austin’s. The slight contact stunned her, as if it’d been more than just an accidental touch, and she eased away from him.
Austin’s gaze stayed on her, and he cleared his throat. Obviously, he wasn’t any more comfortable touching her than she was touching him.
Except it hadn’t been just discomfort on her part.
Rosalie felt that trickle of heat. The kind of man-to-woman heat that she couldn’t possibly feel when it came to Austin, so she quickly shoved it aside and hoped it didn’t come back.
“Trevor Yancy’s name came up in connection with the baby farms,” Austin told Seth.
“Hell,” Seth mumbled.
And that was Rosalie’s reaction, too.
Well, it was after she managed to force that
trickle
to take a hike. It was easier to do now that Yancy was in the forefront of her thoughts.
Yancy and his hired gun could be the people responsible for the attack that had left Eli dead, and she wanted the