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a bodyguard meant accepting that the job came with risks. They watched over their clients while knowing the unthinkable could happen, but hoped it wouldn’t. Maddy understood that. They all did. Still . . . it didn’t lessen the punch of the blow one bit.
    She saw the doctor Bruce had pointed out to her as Wade’s—and a lifelong friend of the family. He’d been sleeping soundly when Bruce had called him about Wade, but hadn’t hesitated to roll out of bed and immediately come to the hospital to take care of his friend’s son. He looked to be in his midfifties and was dressed in black slacks and a blue short-sleeved polo shirt. She approached him and he looked up from the chart he was studying. “Dr. Worthington?”
    â€œYes?”
    â€œI’m Olivia Edwards, Wade Savage’s bodyguard.”
    He shook her hand. “Bruce told me about you.”
    â€œI’m not looking for you to violate any HIPAA regs, but could you just tell me the drug he was injected with?”
    â€œYou can tell her,” Bruce said. Wade’s father stood at the door to Wade’s room, looking as though he’d planned on leaving for a brief moment.
    Dr. Worthington nodded. “Did you need something, Bruce?”
    â€œJust another cup of coffee.”
    â€œI’ll bring it to you,” Olivia said.
    Bruce gave her a nod of thanks, then stepped back inside and shut the door again.
    â€œPropofol,” the doctor said.
    Olivia nodded. “Thanks.” She headed for the coffeepot, her mind spinning. She texted Angela Malone, the agency’s administrative assistant.
    Pull up info on a drug propofol and send to me ASAP, pls.
    Angela probably wasn’t at the office yet, but she’d get the text soon enough. Olivia figured she could just ask the doctor, but didn’t want to bother him. She had her resources and would use them. Coffee cup in hand, she turned to head back toward Wade’s room.
    â€œ. . . looking for Wade Savage’s room?”
    Olivia’s head turned toward the man asking about her client. A tall man in his midfifties stood at the nurse’s station. She moved forward before the nurse could speak. “May I help you?”
    The man turned. His hazel eyes smiled before his lips. “Only if you know where I can find Wade Savage.”
    â€œDo you mind if I ask who you are?” He looked familiar,but she couldn’t place him. Maddy would have known him instantly.
    He held out a hand, his gaze wary, but curious too. “I’m Cameron Short. I work with Breaking Free.”
    â€œThe charity Wade set up.” She’d read Maddy’s notes on it. And on Cameron Short.
    â€œYes, yes. He’s the executive director. I’m on the board. He and I pretty much run things.” He paused. “And you are?”
    â€œOlivia Edwards.” This time she hesitated. “I’m working for Mr. Savage on some security issues.”
    â€œSecurity?” He frowned, then sighed, his expression worried. “Look, Bruce sent me a text telling me Wade wouldn’t be able to meet this morning. He just said something about him being attacked in the station parking lot and being in the hospital. Of course, I had to come see for myself that he’s all right.”
    â€œI’m getting ready to step inside and see that for myself. Why don’t you wait here and I’ll let Bruce know you’d like to speak with him.”
    â€œThat would be wonderful. Thank you.”
    â€œOf course.”
    Olivia knocked on the door to Wade’s room. “Come in.” She recognized Bruce’s voice. She stepped into the room and moved so she could see Wade sitting up in the bed. “You’re looking better.”
    Confusion knit his brows together. “Thanks.” Then his forehead smoothed. “You were here earlier.”
    She glanced at his father. Bruce looked resigned. She handed him his