There was a look of real resolve on Annie’s pretty face when Nikkie Jean pushed her out of the exam room an hour or so after the curtain had closed around her. Some of his tension lessened. Nikkie Jean didn’t look too concerned, and he had no doubt she’d keep a close eye on Annie, if something was truly wrong.
“Hey, Mega-Hot Mayor Man, we’re going to go take a pretty picture of Annie’s brain to make certain everything is as it should be. Then you can have her back. Just…do a good job of keeping her safe from here on out. I’m keeping the boys an extra night, too. Give you two some time together. Know what I mean?” Nikkie Jean shot him a pointed look. One that had Turner nodding.
“Thanks again, Nik,” Annie said quietly. She looked at Turner. “You ok?”
“I will be. Mostly just bruises.”
“You’re going to end up with a black eye tomorrow.”
“I know. Nothing more than what Trev gave me as kids. He was always a big asshole.”
“I…they need to get a CT scan, then I should be good to go.”
“I’ll be here. Waiting.”
Turner watched Nikkie Jean push Annie down the hall, then turned to the men surrounding him. “I want everything we can find on Collin Eugent as fast as possible. I want the person who put him up to what he did tonight. I won’t have Annie dragged into the middle of this.”
“I have Evers and Callum on this already, but it’s going to take time,” Elliot said.
“I’m not sure that’s time we have,” Turner said slowly. “He said he was paying a debt. Someone out there has it in for me. And now I have Annie and three little boys to think about. I have to keep them safe. I have to.”