Danny folded his arms in front of his chest. “Kendalle is a piece of work. I don’t get it. I don’t understand that connection.”
Sully shook his head. “It’s because you’re a fucking bigot. You’ve never liked her and she’s been nothing but kind to you.” He shook his head, incensed.
He picked up the phone and dialed. When Sean answered he spoke into the phone. “Danny’s services are no longer needed once he delivers me to the hospital. We’re terminating his contract effective today.”
“Sull? What’s going on? Aren’t you on the jet right now?”
He continued to glare at his brother as he puffed up his chest, standing tall. “Yep. We had a discussion. We both think it’s for the best.”
Sean sighed. “Right then. We’ll need to find him a suitable replacement.”
He nodded. “I’m sure you’ll do a great job with that, Sean. Any word from Giselle?”
“Nothing yet. Give me the number for the jet and I can call you if there are any updates. Shannon has arranged a helicopter to take you to the hospital from the airport. You’ll be landing at the beginning of rush hour and even with a police escort, you’d still be sitting in traffic. Time is of the essence.”
Sully nodded. “I agree, thank you. Sean, what are we gonna do about tomorrow night’s show? Are you flying out to L.A?”
“I cancelled the three shows we had left this week. All of us are flying out tonight. The band and our team wants to rally around Kit. Doesn’t seem right to be out here while she’s…” His voice trailed off.
Sully immediately picked up on it. “Let’s hope for the best. Kit’s a fighter. She’ll pull through. I’ll be in the air for another two hours so call me here. After that, call my mobile. I have it on me. How’s G?”
“Not good. Shook-up. No doubt, with good reason.”
Sully took his seat once again. “Give her my number here on the jet if she wants to or needs to talk.”
“You got it, Chief.”
“Thanks, Sean.” Sully hung up the phone and looked at his brother. “Hope you packed up all your stuff ‘cuz you’re done, bro.” He guzzled his drink and stared out the window once again.
CHAPTER 2
Freshly showered and wearing new clothes, Giselle waited on the outskirts of the roof near the entrance to the hospital, observing the helicopter as it descended slowly onto the helipad.
She watched as Sully stepped out of the helicopter, collar flipped up on his coat, ducking from the whirl of the blades above his head, a stream of burly bodyguards dressed in black following him. As he approached her, he outstretched his arms. She forced a grin as she hugged him.
He held onto her tightly. “G, I’m so glad you’re ok.” He pulled back and braced her arms gently as he looked into her eyes. “You are ok, aren’t you?”
She swallowed hard. Physically she was fine. Emotionally, she felt like a train wreck. The last thing she wanted to do was share that with him though. She bobbed her head and spoke softly. “I’m ok.”
He forced a grin and shook his head. He could see the remaining terror in her normally sparkling hazel eyes and it left him feeling concerned. “No, you’re not. G, you’ve worked for us for years and I call bullshit. I can tell.” He placed his arm around her and led her toward the doors to the hospital.
Once inside the hospital, Giselle stopped and faced him. “She’s still in surgery. It’s bad, Sull.”
He sighed and leaned up against the wall. “I know she got shot, but where?”
Giselle could see the event replaying in her mind on a disturbing, endless loop she wished she could erase, but couldn’t. She spoke matter-of-factly in hopes of keeping her emotions out of it. “Point blank range. In the chest. The EMTs were amazed she was even alive. She lost a ton of blood. The surgeons are doing their best to repair the damage, but it’s really touch and go. I have some good news though.”
He searched her eyes in anticipation. “What?”
She looked at him. “The guy that was hired to take you out, Mark Mason, has been detained in San Antonio. You’re safe now.” She motioned to the bodyguards. “So unless you want to keep these guys, I can send them on their way.”
He shook his head. “I’ll take care of it. Gimme a minute.”
Giselle watched as he spoke with the bodyguards. She was tired and wanted to go home, but another part of her wanted nothing more than to remain busy. Being alone with quiet time didn’t appeal to her. When she went home briefly to change and shower after meeting with the police to give her statement, the events from that morning ran through her head constantly. Her roommate was out of town and she knew she didn’t want to be alone.
Sully approached her and put his arm around her. “Let’s go talk.”
She stared at him. “About what?”
He shrugged his shoulders. “About things. I trust that you have some updates for us to discuss.”
She chuckled. “Oh. Yeah.” She shook her head. “Sorry. My brain is jumbled today. Spencer and your mom are here. Let’s go meet up with them first. And then if you want to join me in cafeteria, I can tell you what happened.”
He searched her eyes, concerned. “Are you sure you’re ready to talk about it?”
She bobbed her head. “I can’t get it out of my head. Maybe talking about it will help.”
He shook his head. “I still can’t believe that our fans have gotten this
