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“She thought Gabby inherited money from Lawrence and wanted half of it,” I explained.

“Why would she think that?”

“Gabby’s trust fund,” Shaker said quietly. “She thought the money came from Lawrence, not Keegan and Mom.”

“What do you need to verify her story?” he asked.

“My laptop,” I said. “Flint has a key to my house. I’ll see if he can go by and get it.”

“I’ll call him. You two go get something to eat and sit down,” he said and pointed to the bags of food that had just been delivered to the room. “You both look like hell.”

“I’m guessing your mom had something to do with this,” I said to Shaker as I picked up a deli sub and a bag of chips.

“She likes to feed people. It’s her love language,” he smiled.

Before I took a seat, I walked over to speak to Jacquelyn. “Thank you for dinner.”

She immediately engulfed me in a hug. “No, thank you. You’ve been taking care of and protecting my granddaughter for weeks. I owe you a lot more than a sandwich.”

“You don’t have to thank me. I love her. I’ll take care of her and protect her for as long as she’ll have me,” I said sincerely.

Jacquelyn smiled. “I’m glad she has you,” she said and patted my cheek. “Go eat, and see if you can get Keegan to eat while you’re at it.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I said and picked up another sandwich.

I dropped into the chair beside Keegan and held out the wrapped sub for her. “I promised your sister I wouldn’t let you worry too much while she’s in surgery, and I think I just promised your mother-in-law that I’d get you to eat. I’m not sure why they both think I’m the Keegan whisperer, but they do, and I’d rather not disappoint either of them.”

Keegan took the sandwich from my outstretched hand. “Fine, but if I throw up, I’m blaming you.”

“I’ll take that blame if you promise to aim for Shaker,” I said.

Keegan smiled. “You’re wrong for that. He hates vomit.”

“I know. But wouldn’t it be fun to see him do the Shaky Jakey dance?” I asked.

Keegan snorted a laugh. “Yes, yes it would.”

“What are you two laughing about over here?” Shaker asked.

“Nothing,” we said at the same time.

He shook his head. Over the years, he’d gotten used to our antics. “Jake and Quincy are on their way,” he said.

“Shit,” Keegan cursed. “How’d they find out?”

Shaker grimaced. “They saw it on the news and put two and two together when they couldn’t get ahold of you, me, or Ranger. Jake called Flint in a bit of a panic, so Flint told him what happened.”

“I’m not sure they should be driving,” Keegan said worriedly.

“They’re not. Flint’s picking them up and driving them here,” Shaker said.

“Were they mad?” Keegan asked.

“Why would they be mad?” I asked before Shaker could answer.

“Because we didn’t call them right away, and they had to hear about it on the news.”

“I think they’re shocked and worried, not mad,” Shaker said.

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