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“Let me guess. They’re looking to pin this murder on me.”
“No,” he said with a shake of his head. “They aren’t. That’s the good news. There’s no evidence. Between the initial time of death, your video, the call on your phone, and various other things, they’re not going to charge you. You are free to go, but they are asking that you do not leave the New Orleans area just yet.”
Grant heaved a sigh of relief. “Oh, thank heavens. But what’s with the look on your face?”
“I spoke with Worthington.”
“Okay? He’s usually fairly accommodating. What happened?”
“It wasn’t anything Worthington did, it’s what he said.” Mitchell set his eyes on Grant, his expression still grim. “I’m sorry, Grant, but I have some bad news.”
Grant’s muscles tensed as his eyes went wide. What had happened now? Had Sierra confronted Lydia? No, Worthington wouldn’t have told Mitchell that. Was it Julia? Had she left just like the detective suggested?
Mitchell licked his lips. “Sierra and Julia were in an accident. They’re both at St. Mary’s Memorial.”
A jolt of panic shot through Grant, his heart pounding in his ears. The room spun around him, each beat of his heart echoing the terrifying possibility of losing Julia and Sierra. A knot tightened in his stomach, the reality of their danger crashing down on him like a physical weight.
Memories of Julia’s last accident rushed into his mind, unbidden. How had this happened? And how bad was it? “What?” he choked out as he tugged against the handcuffs. “Mitchell, you have to get me out here. I need to get to them.”
“I’ve told them that. They should be in any minute to remove the handcuffs. I’ll take you straight to the hospital.”
Grant nodded, though he couldn’t bring himself to look at the man. His thoughts, distracted with worry, ranged from bad to worse. He imagined sitting vigil at both of their sides or complicated surgeries being performed on them. He wondered if they hovered close to death.
The emotions of almost losing Julia in the last accident flowed through him, twisting his hands into fists as he waited, helpless. His eyes turned misty, but he blinked away any tears as the door opened and the detective strolled inside as though he had all the time in the world.
“Get these handcuffs off my client, detective. He’s just learned his wife and daughter were in an accident and are in the hospital,” Mitchell said as he rose.
The man actually appeared surprised. “Wow, that’s a shame. It really is dangerous to be around you, isn’t it?”
Grant bristled at the statement, flexing his jaw as he thrust his wrists out to demand the handcuffs be removed.
The detective eyed him as he unlocked them and slipped them off.
Before the cold metal even left his skin, he was out the door, hurrying down the hall with Mitchell racing to keep up. “Let’s go, Mitch. I have to get there.”
The man nodded as they stepped into the cool night air. The breeze offered him little relief after being cooped up in the interrogation room. He slid into the passenger seat of Mitchell’s car, drumming his fingers on the door as he waited for Mitchell to fire the engine.
“Did Worthington have any information on how they are?”
“No, but I have your phone,” Mitchell said, pulling it from his pocket. “You can call him.”
Grant snatched it from his attorney as the car reversed out of the parking spot. His stomach turned over as he spotted the missed calls from the hospital. He pressed the call button to dial his butler. The man picked up on the first ring.
“Mr. Harrington, have you had any luck with your case?”
“No charges. I’m out and on my way to the hospital. Mitchell told me. What happened? Do you know how they are?”
“I spoke with Mrs. Harrington. She said she was fine, and Ms. Sierra was more or less okay. She was, however, quite worried about your predicament.”
Grant heaved a sigh as he slid his eyes closed. She knew. And, as always, she was more worried about someone else than herself. “At least my problem worked itself out. That’s one less worry.”
“Yes, sir. A very good thing. Please keep me informed about both Mrs. Harrington and Ms. Sierra.”
“I will. We’re here now. I’ll let you know as soon as I know anything.”
Grant leapt from the car before it came to a full stop and raced into the emergency room. He hurried toward the nurse’s station before he spotted Kyle. The man motioned toward the doors leading to the patient rooms before he shuffled toward the wall to press a button.
Grant raced through them as they opened. “Kyle, what happened? How are they?”
