Well, it’s officially summer! Yay! Now, if Mother Nature got the memo and stayed consistent for a few weeks, that would be awesome.
Welcome to this week’s Midweek Tease made possible by Angelica Dawson. If you’ll recall, last week, Neil had just learned the extent of his wife’s injuries.
Here’s this week’s tease:
The sound of the nurse’s phone brought Neil back to the present.
“You don’t have to stay.” Neil turned to Todd. “I’ll be okay. You can go back to work.”
His partner shrugged his shoulders. “I told you before, I’m not going anywhere, and Anderson knows it. Mac made some calls. We’re covered.”
He nodded, moved again by the way everyone was being supportive.
They sat side by side in silence, listening to the clock ticking away the minutes of Nancy’s life. After an eternity, the waiting room door opened, and a woman in OR greens came in. Neil looked up, and his heart plummeted. He knew from her face the news wasn’t good. He hoped she wasn’t there about Nancy and felt guilty for doing so.
“Mr. Michael Levinstein?”
The man with the newborn stood. “That’s me. Is Hilary going to be okay? She only went back to work today.” The doctor bowed her head and slowly shook it side to side.
“No! Oh God, no.” He collapsed to his knees beside the infant seat. His sobs filled the room and pulled at Neil’s aching heart.
“I’m sorry. We did everything we could.”
His companion dropped down beside him, taking the broken man into his arms. The man wept bitter tears onto his friend’s shoulder. There was no consoling him, and as if the infant understood what she’d lost, she started to cry, too. The father turned his tear-stained face to his daughter and picked her up. The doctor spoke to the man’s companion who nodded and then she turned, her own eyes filled with tears, and left. The man, his baby girl clutched to his chest, and his companion, carrying the empty infant seat, followed the doctor out of the room.
By half past ten, the waiting room had emptied as one by one, the families had received either the news they’d prayed for or the one they’d dreaded. Two others hadn’t made it through surgery. The television in the lounge was fixed on CNN which continued to report on the bloodbath. The body count stood at twenty six including the two people who’d been killed on the street. The city was on lockdown. The mayor had asked the president to send in the National Guard to support the police. The hospital itself was under heavy guard. There were still four people in critical condition, including Snakebite, and no word on Nancy. The last time he’d approached the nurse, she’d called and confirmed Nancy was still in surgery. She wouldn’t or couldn’t tell him anything else.
The door opened. He looked up and the frazzled, tearful woman standing next to his partner ran over to him.
“Any word?” Meredith asked.
He shook his head. Todd handed him another cup of coffee. It was the last thing he needed, but the only thing keeping him on his feet.
Meredith collapsed into the chair next to him, and Neil realized what a toll this had taken on her. The larger than life woman seemed to have imploded and looked older than forty-six. Her pale skin was translucent, tears had smudged her mascara, and her gray eyes were shadowed. Her short, spiky, dark brown hair clearly showed the tracks her fingers had worn through it. Wishing he could offer some consolation, he squeezed her hand, but as each second ticked by, he moved closer and closer to despair. A head wound and eight hours in surgery. How could she possibly survive?
Four years ago, a car accident robbed Nancy Frost of her child and her mother, taking what was left of her marriage with it in the process. A forensic accountant, she agrees to look at a company’s books in a divorce case, trying to find hidden assets, but her meeting with the lawyer goes terribly wrong when the restaurant is attacked.
The moment US Marshal Neil Copeland discovers his wife has been shot in a Baltimore restaurant, he rushes to her side, determined not to let her down again. As the police investigate, evidence suggests the attack was a ploy to hide a specific hit. When a professional assassin tries to kill Nancy a second time, it’s clear that she was the target and whatever’s going on is a lot more complicated than they think.
When Nancy awakes after a month in an induced coma, not only does she not remember the attack on the restaurant, she doesn’t remember marrying Neil.
Faced with the challenge of protecting his wife from a powerful, faceless enemy, Neil must bring her up to date, dredging up all the sorrow that tore them apart in the first place, hoping something will jar her memory.
As he races against time, can he save her from an unknown assassin and convince her to give the love they once had a second chance?
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