Galahad threw his hands up in an aggravated posture. “What about Doc? Surely he’ll know we weren’t troublemakers and he’ll help us out.”
“Yeah,” Hank agreed with his brother. “He’ll probably help us.”
“After I took a swing at Tom, I doubt Doc will be very agreeable. He’s there because the other doctor died and because Lelandi’s mother wants Doc Weber here for Lelandi when her babies are due. The town needs a doctor right now. He’s not going to leave his responsibilities behind.”
Hank cleared his throat. “Not for long, North. But maybe he’d have some ideas. What can it hurt? We can just call him.”
“All right. But as soon as we do, he’ll know who we all are and who’s been trying to grab Carol. Just remember that. His loyalty is to Lelandi and her family, not to us.” North snapped open his phone and punched in Doc’s number.
Mervin jumped up from his chair at the back door of the hospital. He prevented Carol from leaving by blocking the door with his body as she tried to reach Doc Weber before he took off in his car. Luckily, Mervin didn’t grab her this time.
She scowled at him. “Let me through, Mervin. I have to speak to Doc.”
Ryan joined her and shook his head. “What part of I’m to protect you at all times don’t you remember, Carol?”
“Tell him to let me out of the building so I can talk to Doc!”
Ryan opened the door and stepped outside. “His car’s gone. He’s already headed for home. What did you want to speak with him about?”
“It’s personal.” She headed back down the hall. “I’ll see my last patient and then call Doc.”
“What is it about?” Ryan appeared concerned.
“What I envisioned would happen to him. All right? He might not believe me either, but I have to warn him.” “Why now? Why not before?”
She appreciated that he really wanted to know how this early warning system worked. “Because I feel like it’s going to come to pass soon. Sometimes I have this impending feeling of doom, and all of a sudden, the scene I’ve envisioned becomes a reality. That’s why.”
Trying to hide her frustration, she finished working with her last patient and grabbed the work phone as soon as he left the exam room. When she auto-dialed Doc’s number, all she got was his answering machine. Discouraged, she put the receiver back on the base.
“He looked exhausted,” Ryan offered, running his hand over Carol’s arm in a consoling way, but she couldn’t relax. He rested his hands on her shoulders and considered her glum expression. “He needed to sleep. And that’s probably just what he’s doing. You do also, after you get a good meal.”
She was wired, and no amount of consolation was going to change that. She had to warn Doc. “I want to run by his place before we go home.”
Jake and Tom joined them in the waiting room, while Mervin reluctantly went with Christian, who was dropping him off at his place.
“Ready to go?” Jake asked, noting the tension between Ryan and Carol, she thought.
“Carol’s worried about Doc,” Ryan said, his hand lightly rubbing her back.
“He appeared not to be feeling well. I want to check on him.” Carol gave Ryan a look like he’d better not say one word about her warning Doc about shape-shifting. Even though she didn’t think Doc would believe her, she had to tell him anyway. Just in case.
“He worked all night. He’ll be sleeping. You know how he is,” Jake said.
Carol frowned at Jake. “He was coughing.”
“He’s a doctor. He’ll know to take care of himself,” Jake countered. “Besides, with our faster werewolf healing ability, he’ll be fine in no time. And if he has the flu, he can shift and that will take care of it.”
Which was precisely what she was afraid would happen!
Carol stalked off for the hospital entrance. She continued to be plagued by the overwhelming fear that Doc could be in trouble. “In your P.I. business, you get hunches, don’t you, Ryan?”
“Sure.”
Jake and Tom followed behind, and she knew they were listening to her conversation, even though she kept her voice low for Ryan’s hearing and not for anyone else’s. But their hearing was too darned good. And when she was upset, they took notice. Probably figured she might all of a sudden shift into a wolf.
She slowed her walk. Hell, what if being highly distressed, more than the physical manhandling she’d had to endure when Mervin roughly grabbed her, could trigger the change? She took an unsteady breath and said to Ryan, “Think of my premonitions as a hunch.”
“Carol.”
“I’m serious.”
They exited the building, and Tom and Jake paused to see Carol safely to Ryan’s truck. She climbed inside and folded her arms, not about to be stopped from completing her mission.
“Drive me to Doc’s place. It’ll only take a moment. I’ve got a key to his house because I care for his houseplants when he visits Lelandi’s old pack on occasion.”
“Carol.”
“I’ll only use it to make sure he’s okay.”
In a humorous way, Ryan arched a brow. “What if he’s got a girlfriend over?”
Carol rolled her eyes.
He smiled. “Never know. Can never judge a person’s sex life by their age.”
“Well, he won’t.” Although she wished he had, but as haggard as Doc had looked, she was sure he’d be alone.
Ryan started the engine. “All right, give me directions.”
She breathed a sigh of relief, although she wasn’t sure she was going to make any headway with Doc. He’d never said one way or another if he believed in her abilities. She figured he’d be like Ryan… a man of science, having to see it to believe it, which made her wonder why Ryan finally believed her without proof positive.
As soon as Ryan parked the truck at Doc’s rental house, a neat little clapboard house with a white picket fence surrounding it, she noted the sign hanging above the door. The sign welcomed visitors, which was just like Doc. If patients needed him when he wasn’t on duty, they were welcome to come to see him at anytime.
Carol jumped out of the truck before Ryan could exit the vehicle. She hurried to Doc’s door, afraid Jake would try to stop her. Ryan stalked after her, his footfalls getting closer. After knocking and not getting a response, she unlocked the door. She saw Jake park behind Ryan’s vehicle as she hurried inside, hoping she could speak with Doc before he might decide to shift and it would be too late.
To forestall any disagreement, Ryan waited on the porch to talk to Jake and Tom, who were hurrying up the walk. “She’s just checking on him.”
“She has his key? Hell, what if the old guy has a girlfriend?” Jake shook his head and folded his arms, while both of them stared into the dark house.
Tom watched in the other direction, making sure no one visited the house who shouldn’t be there, just like they shouldn’t.
Jake suddenly turned to Ryan, his eyes widening. “She had a premonition?”
“No. Well, just a feeling, from what I understand.” At least he didn’t think she’d had a new vision. And he wasn’t giving away the vision she’d had of several of them shape-shifting and not turning back. Not unless she wanted him to.
When she didn’t appear right away, they walked into the living room. Carol hurried down the hallway, waving for them to leave.
“He’s sleeping soundly,” she whispered, looking vastly relieved.
Ryan took her comment to mean that Doc was still in his human form.
In the kitchen, the phone rang. Carol instinctively ran to get it, but Ryan grabbed her hand. “You’re not supposed to be here,” he said, his voice hushed.
“I don’t want the phone to wake Doc.” She paused as the answering machine came on.
“Hey, Doc. I called earlier but didn’t leave a message. This is North Redding, and we’ve got a bit of trouble here.”
Carol trembled, and Ryan put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close as if he was protecting her from the menace.
“We really could use your help. We’re no longer with Lelandi’s pack but started our own. If you could see your way to helping us out, we’d sure appreciate it. I’ll call back later to see if you’re agreeable.”
The connection disconnected.
Ryan rubbed Carol’s arm. “Was that one of the men who took you hostage?”
She nodded. “The one who carried me. He’d spoken to the others when he took me hostage the first time. I’d recognize his voice anywhere. He’s the same one who hit Tom when we were in the exam room. Doc identified him by name.”
Jake said to Tom, “I want you to stay here and watch over Doc. I’ll send others to help look after him in case North tries to take him hostage. Can you manage it?”
Tom nodded. “Hell, yeah.”
“North was sick, and maybe others in his pack are also. If they need our help…” Carol said, letting her words trail off.
“Why go after Carol and the doc? Why not contact either of the other nurses?” Tom asked.
“North and his men are reds,” Ryan reasoned. “Even though Doc is, too, I imagine they went after Carol first because they wanted to keep her in their pack. Then when they figured it was going to be too difficult to try for her again, they decided to solicit Doc’s help.”
“I’ll keep him safe,” Tom said. “Just let any of them try to break in.”
Jake slapped him on the back. “I’ll send Deputy Trevor and a couple of other men over to watch the outside. Let us know at once if anything happens.”
Ryan headed out to the truck with Carol and Jake, leaving Doc under Tom’s protection. “You might have someone posted to watch out for the other two nurses, just in case North and his men go after them, figuring they can’t wait for Doc’s help,” Ryan said to Jake.
