CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Colt did go out in the morning, after waking her for pleasure. When he returned, she’d asked questions, but he hadn’t answered them. Instead, he went to Ruger’s. She’d thought the point was to retrieve his brother and return. Evidently not.
Twenty minutes later, she took matters into her own hands and went to Ruger’s. Taking the chance that the door was unlocked, she opened it to find both men sitting at the kitchen table. They were drinking coffee, all serious like, apparently righting the wrongs of the world.
“You ditched me?” she said to Colt.
“I’m updating Ruger,” Colt said.
“Without updating me? This is my life, my patient, when were you planning on updating me?”
“I don’t want you to be upset and you don’t need to know the details. It might be best if you don
