Chapter Twenty-Three
Call a Spade a Spade
But when you're playing poker, you don't know the answer to that until after the cards are laid down, and then it's too late.
–Fred Thompson
DAY 3—8:03AM
Casa de Griffin
LUKAS
Nobody is happier to see Ana’s face and hear her voice than Elena. But I have to admit that, considering the circumstances, I run a very close second.
A call from Tampa General nearly shocked me out of bed this morning. Ana, released from the hospital with a broken arm and bruises, called me first thing in the morning from the hospital. Wanting to surprise her sisters, she hadn’t told them of her discharge.
Turns out the surprise was on her when I’d told her that Elena was staying at my place. Being Ana—naturally—she had wanted to see for herself.
So, I let her, sen
