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At this point, she’d welcome it.

“Let go of my arm right now. You’re the one that might not want to get arrested,” she said.

He didn’t let go of her arm, she tried to yank it out, and in the process ended up decking the guy with a closed fist in the eye.

“What the hell?!” the guy shouted.

People were looking at them now. “I told you to let go of my arm.”

“I’m pressing charges,” the guy said. “You’re not going anywhere.” He pulled his phone out and started to call the police.

“They can find me in my room,” she said. “And when they come I can tell them you were trying to offer me money for sex even though I told you you were making a mistake.”

“You’re nuts,” the guy said. “I wasn’t doing that. You were coming onto me and now that we were going back to my room, you just assaulted me. Everyone saw it.”

“Are you kidding me?” she said. There was no way this was happening. It couldn’t be.

People were watching them but none that were getting in the middle.

Security had been called in and they were told to stay put. The guy wouldn’t let this drop and the police were on the way. Must be his pride was bent or something because nothing more was going on other than swelling around his eye.

At this point, she noticed the wedding band on his hand. He’d have to explain this to his wife. Guess saying he was assaulted was going to work better than being charged with solicitation.

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“Idon’t believe spending time in a cell was on your list of things to experience,” Carson said four hours later.

“What are you doing here?” Laine asked, mortified.

It was the last thing he thought he’d be doing in the middle of the night. Flying from Boston to Chicago and getting a taxi here. He got Egan out of bed and would owe his cousin big time. More than one cousin, because Roark was calling in favors to get Laine released.

“Your father called me.”

“Sugar loaves,” she said.

“You’re not swearing so you can’t be that mad.”

“How did you get me out?” she asked.

The officer was handing her her things. “Roark made a bunch of calls. They agreed to release you and let you return home,” he said. “They are going to do some more interviews or see if the charges could be dropped. Roark said there is someone on staff that can practice in Illinois and they’d represent you. Right now you’re being represented by Bond Law.”

For a doctor he wasn’t sure his stomach or his heart could take the call he’d gotten.

He’d always been cool in a crisis. That was probably why Brynn was so drawn to him as she was full of drama and crisis in her life. He’d been young and foolish to fall for it.

Or maybe try to be the hero. He wasn’t sure.

But when Caleb called him while he was working, he knew something wasn’t right.

He’d left for an emergency. In his eyes, this warranted it. Hudson would just send imaging to Boston to be read. Nothing that could be done about it. It’s not like the hospital wasn’t getting the services.

He’d called Egan, got him out of bed and in the air as fast as he could while Roark was making calls. By the time they were driving here, he’d been told Laine would be released. That was all he wanted at this point. They’d figure the rest out later.

Laine shook her head and turned to the officer. “Now what? I get to go home? I don’t even know that guy’s name. If he’s pressing charges then I’m doing the same. If he wants to drop them, then I’ll drop them. I think he’s trying to get money out of me at this point.”

Which is what Carson was wondering was going on. “Can we go talk to this guy?” Carson asked.

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