right decision this time, and Kelly could rest easy knowing
Nick had chosen him over his former life and would have no
regrets.
Nick kissed him. “Come with me.”
Kelly grinned. “I’m going to be hearing that a lot in the
next fifty years, aren’t I?”
“I can guarantee it.”
232
Nick took the wheel for their trip to the hospital. He
trusted Kelly with his life in most situations, but driving in
Boston was apparently not one of those situations because
he would sooner fuck a rhinoceros than do that again. Even
drugged up, he would get them to the hospital safer than
Kelly would.
“So, I have an idea,” Kelly announced on the way there.
“Are you in an Abbott Idea kind of mood?”
“Well, I am drugged, so yeah, shoot.”
Kelly chuckled. “Emma.”
“Emma . . . Grady? Ty’s cousin, Emma?”
“Yeah.” Kelly was nodding. “She offered us both a job
with her team, and as far as I know the offer still stands.”
“You’re talking about EmmaGrady,” Nick said again.
“And the adventuring, treasure-hunting, monster-seeking,
myth-believing crew of crazy people?”
“Yes.”
“Okay?”
“They need a medic, a historian, and team leader. And
if I’m not mistaken, we are a medic and a team leader. Plus,
you’re quite the fucking historian if I do say so myself. And
I do.”“Kels, I’m not so sure about that shit,” Nick said.