Never Let Me Go (Welcome To Redemption) Read Online Free Page B

mood.”
    He laughed. “Sorry, but you know I couldn’t have let you come alone after—”
    “I know, I know, after what happened. Good Lord, at some point, you’re going to have to get over it.”
    He gave her a considering look. “And at some point, you’re going to have to deal with it and quit acting like such a tough girl. The place was robbed, you were threatened, people you care about were hurt; are still in the hospital, in fact, and you act as if—”
    “Is Max still in the hospital?” My God, how could that have slipped my mind? The thought of what Lauren must be going through…Hannah felt like the world’s worst friend. “I meant to give Lauren a call this morning and ask how he’s doing, but it’s been so busy I completely forgot.”
    Chase’s expression softened. “It’s almost three, and it’s slowed down a lot, so Kelly will be fine for the few hours until close. Why don’t we head on over to the hospital to check on Hutch; you can give Lauren a call on the way.”
    She gave a quick nod, afraid if she opened her mouth a choked sob would escape. It’s not as if she weren’t affected by what happened. It’s all she could frickin’ think about, truth be told. It’s just…if she thought about it too much she’d drive herself crazy worrying about the thief and the threats he’d made.
    For all her brave talk after the robbery, Hannah was grateful Chase had insisted on staying at the house with her until Drew, Lindy, and her dad got back from L.A.
    Chase called the station and assigned one of his officers to escort Miles to the bank after closing time, and for that, Hannah was grateful. She was also more than ready to go see her dear friend and assure him they had everything under control.
    She pulled out her cell phone on the way to Chase’s truck and dialed Lauren’s number. After being assured that Max was fine and already home from the hospital, Hannah breathed a deep sigh of relief. She disconnected the call, leaned back against the headrest and closed her eyes.
    “He’s a tough kid,” Chase observed as he eased into traffic. “Just like his mother.”
    Hannah agreed; she turned to gaze up at him. “I can’t tell you how relieved I am. They clocked him so hard…he went down like a ton of bricks.”
    Without taking his eyes from the road, Chase reach over and gave her hand a squeeze. “He’s fine, and that’s all that matters. And I swear to you, Hannah, I will find those sons of bitches. They’re going to pay for what they did.”
    Of that Hannah had no doubt. Chase was the best cop on the force, which is why he’d climbed the ranks so fast. As fair and impartial as the day was long, he simply cared about everyone. He’d been serving the town of Redemption for over a decade now, and the man was easily one of the most liked people in town. Everyone loved Chase. Everyone—
    Her eyes shot open in surprise when the truck came to a stop in the hospital’s parking lot. Her thoughts had almost started to wander into dangerous territory. She cleared her throat and opened the door before Chase could come around and open it for her. The man was a gentleman through and through, but it made her a tad uncomfortable to have someone open doors for her. Maybe she was too self-sufficient for her own good.
    He escorted her inside, and after a quick stop at the information desk and then the gift shop, they headed to the third floor with a cheerful houseplant and a ‘Get Well’ Mylar balloon.
    Hannah wasn’t prepared for the sight of Hutch lying on the hospital bed, his head covered in a thick bandage, his eyes closed as he either rested or slept.
    She approached the bed quietly, not wanting to wake him if he was sleeping, and walked around him to set the planter down on the window ledge.
    “You should’ve just put up the ‘Closed’ sign.”
    Hannah spun around at the raspy complaint. “How are you feeling?”
    “Guilty. This should’ve been your weekend off.”
    She shot a quick