“Scotty has it too, and my sister Tracy is with him. I think we’re set, but I’ll let you know later how he is.”

“Please do. Tell him we’re thinking of him.”

“I will.”

“I suppose I probably ought to clear his schedule for the next few days.”

“Make it the next week.”

“Okay, will do.” He paused and then said, “Before I let you go, I should mention I talked to Christina, and she said Tommy isn’t doing well at all. I thought you might like to know.”

Sam closed her eyes and took a deep breath, ashamed to realize she’d forgotten all about Gonzo and getting in touch with him in the madness of the last twenty-four hours. “You’re right. I do want to know. I’ll reach out to him later today.”

“Sounds good. Take care, Sam, and let me know how Nick is.”

“I will.” She stashed the phone in her pocket and took hold of Nick’s overly warm hand, bending her head over his chest when the tears started up again.

Angela squeezed her shoulders.

“You don’t have to stay, Ang,” Sam said. “You must’ve had other plans today.”

“I don’t mind staying. Spence is with the kids, and they’ll make him appreciate and worship me, so it’s all good.”

Sam wouldn’t have thought she could laugh right then, but Angela proved her wrong. Then she was crying again, her head propped on Nick’s hand. Her cell phone rang, and Angela took it from her to answer it. Sam heard her sister talking, but couldn’t bother to care who she was talking to.

“Hey, Sam, Freddie really needs to talk to you. I told him where we are and what’s going on. He said it’s urgent.”

Sam took a deep breath, wiped away her tears and stood to take the phone from her sister. “Hey, what’s up?”

“Angela told me about Nick. I hope he’s okay.”

“He will be. What’s going on?”

“Director Hamilton is calling Josh every fifteen minutes like clockwork.”

“Since when?”

“Early this morning. Josh says he’s called him more today than in the last five years combined.”

“Shit, he’s probably tracking the phone by now so he knows where Josh is.” Sam’s brain was so muddled with worries about Nick that it was hard to think about anything else. “Get him out of there right away. Move to another hotel outside the city and have him power down the phone. Tell him to let work know he’s got an emergency to contend with and won’t be in this week. Don’t let him make any contact with the outside world until we say otherwise.”

“What do I do with him when I have to go to work?”