Adam shrugged out of his suit coat and rolled up his sleeves. “We didn’t know you’d gone into the clinic, dipshit,” he snapped. He waved his hand and Diesel heard the clatter of a third stretcher. “Help me over here,” he called out. “He’s been shot in the back.” Then he added in a mutter, “Fucking idiot.”

“Love you, too,” Diesel grunted as the paramedics turned him onto his side. Seconds later he felt cool air on his back as his sweatshirt was cut away.

Adam crouched beside him, letting the paramedics do their job. “I swear to God, Diesel Kennedy, if you die, you will break my wife’s heart, and that is not okay.”

Diesel found himself smiling. It was Adam’s way of saying that he cared, too. “Got it.” Then he frowned. “Where’s Greg? And Parrish Colby? Parrish followed us in, then went out back.” He’d cleared the interior, Diesel remembered.

“Kaiser shot him,” Adam said grimly. “He’s being transported to the ER as we speak. It took us a minute or two to find him. Greg had to tell us that Parrish’s partner had left him alone in the van to go search for you guys because Parrish wasn’t answering his phone.” He shook his head. “Gonna have that idiot’s badge.”

Diesel agreed. Leaving Greg alone? What had the agent been thinking? “Where is Greg?” he asked again.

“Safe,” Adam assured him. “He’s with Parrish’s partner and two uniforms.” He raised a pointed brow. “Greg was the only person who did what he was supposed to. He stayed put and stayed down. Parrish didn’t wait for backup because you and Dani rushed in here all save-the-day.”

Diesel understood that Adam’s rant was more a release of pent-up fear than any real anger. “Kaiser had hidden Parrish under some boxes,” Adam went on. “We thought you two were with him, but then realized you weren’t. We were about to come in when we looked through the window and saw Kaiser with his gun to Dani’s head.”

Diesel growled again, the image too clear in his mind, then yelped when the paramedic began putting pressure on his wound.

“Diesel?” Dani called from where she sat tending Kaiser, her tone worried.

“Tell her I’m okay,” Diesel muttered to Adam.

Adam snuck a peek at Diesel’s back and grimaced. “You’re not okay.”

“Then lie. If that guy dies, we’ll never find the dog groomer and Dani won’t forgive herself, even if that’s stupid.”

Adam blew out a sigh. “He’s okay,” he called to his cousin. “Just being a baby.”

Diesel scowled. “You are so going to pay for that.”

“You can’t be that hurt if you’re threatening me,” Adam said lightly.