Chapter 19
Hoyt glanced at the caller ID, wondering why Teague was calling when he’d be arriving in just over an hour.
“Hoyt,” Teague said the second Hoyt answered, “Keir’s been shot.”
“f**k! What the hell? How? Why? When?”
“Two hours ago. He just got out of surgery. He’ll live, but it was touch-and-go for a while there.”
Hoyt heard the pain and anger in Teague’s voice and wished he was there to help him deal with everything. “Are you at the hospital? Are you alright?”
There was a long pause as Teague breathed deeply. “I’m okay. I was winged but it’s minor.”
“How minor?” Hoyt asked, not certain he believed Teague.
“A flesh wound, I swear. Not even as bad as the one I got when Irwin shot me.”
Blowing out a long breath, Hoyt asked, “Did they catch the shooter?”
“No, but I caught a
