Page 10 of Edge of Forever

“She never gets her hands dirty.”

Zeke came over to stand by him. “Easy, tiger. You’re starting to attract attention. And not just the Nosy Nellys in the room. The staff too.”

Logan’s hands shook at his sides. “I know it was her. This is exactly what she said she’d do. A lot more goddamn extreme than I ever thought she would do, but it’s her.”

Marcus held up a hand. “I’m not saying it’s not. What I’m saying is I don’t have an angle to play yet. But I already have two bodyguards with me to keep her safe around the clock.”

His shoulders eased. “Good.”

“You good? You look like hell, Logan.”

“I’ll be better when I know what the hell’s going on.”

Marcus met his gaze, his dark eyes unwavering. “We’ll keep her safe.”

Wasn’t that what he was supposed to do before? But he bit back that comment because it wasn’t anyone’s fault but his own. He’d grown complacent. He’d believed he could have a life.

And now Izzy was paying the price.

Again.

“Mr. King?”

Logan pushed by Marcus. “I’m Mr. King.” Shock hit him low as the woman that showed him to the chapel stood in front of him. She’d been in the room with Izzy when he ran into her.

No wonder she’d looked at him with shock.

She held her hand out. “I’m Dr. Marra.”

“You stopped and…”

“I was one of two surgeons working on Ms. Grace.”

“Oh.” Logan sucked in a breath. “Two surgeons?”

“She had extensive internal injuries. We were able to repair most of the wounds and get her stable. We had to remove her spleen and her liver was badly lacerated by the debris from the explosion. She also has a few cracked ribs.”

A liver was not an optional organ. Logan swallowed. “What does that mean?”

“It means she’s one lucky woman. From what I was told, she was behind a structure when the blast hit. It did a lot of damage to her, but it also protected her from the brunt of the fire. She has some burns, but they don’t require the burn unit.”

He tried to find some spit in his mouth so he could talk. Hearing the laundry list of injuries was almost as bad as the reasons to be thankful. “Is she okay—otherwise, I mean?”

“I’ll feel better when she comes out of anesthesia. We did scans and she doesn’t appear to have any brain injuries, but she was hit pretty hard.”

He nodded. “Can I see her?”

“We’re going to move her the ICU, and after that you can see her. But only for a few minutes.”

“Thank you.”

She gave him a tight smile. Just as she was turning around, Logan touched her arm. “Doctor?”

“Yes?”

“I’m sorry to have to make things more difficult, but I’ve got a bodyguard detail that has to be in her room. We’ll make sure they’re as unobtrusive as possible.”

“A bodyguard?” Dr. Marra’s empathetic blue eyes turned wary.

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