I’d have collapsed right there on the tarmac if Nash hadn’t been holding my elbow. I’d heard several versions of those words over the course of the painfully long flight to Montana, but none mattered more than when Ronan Grisham said them to me within moments of stepping off the plane. I quickly released his hand, then turned and got us back on the road. Everett managed a shaky nod, but nothing more. It was a promise I had no right to make, just like I didn’t have the right to reach out my hand and wrap my fingers around the ones Everett had resting on his leg. “He is.”Ī few tears slipped unchecked down his face before he said, “I can’t lose him, Nash.
I was about to turn back around when he said, “My boy… he saved a man’s life.”Ī small smile graced Everett’s mouth, even as his eyes began to fill with unshed tears. “I don’t know what happened, but I’ll get you there, okay? No matter what.”Įverett nodded. The use of his first name seemed to get his attention and he lifted his eyes from where he was staring at the phone in my hand.
President,” I began, but then thought better of it. Ronan didn’t seem to be expecting a response because he addressed me next. I’ll call you as soon as I get to Missoula.”Įverett nodded, but didn’t answer. Call us with whatever airstrip Vincent decides on and we’ll meet him there.” “We’re an hour outside of Arlington, Virginia. It went against my nature to walk into any situation blind, but one look at Everett’s face and I knew what my answer would be. If Vincent doesn’t debrief you in the air, I or one of my men will when you land.”
“Agent Nash, in order to get that plane to you guys, I need to call Vincent and get a location for the pick-up.
“What the hell do they have to do with this?” I asked. “I’m sending a plane for Everett, Vincent, and Nathan.” I’d never met Everett’s son, but I knew of him. What’s happened?” I asked, not caring about formalities anymore. The concern in the man’s voice eased a little bit of the initial anger I was feeling. There was a beat of silence and then a man’s voice said, “Agent Nash, this is Dr. When he lowered his hand, I reached between the seats to the back and grabbed the phone and put it on speaker. His voice was barely audible in the silent car and I resisted the urge to snatch the phone from him and demand that the caller tell me what was going on.Įverett sucked in a harsh breath and then let out a mix between a gasp and a sob.
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