feed them.”
“Her clinic?” Reed slipped his toothbrush into his bag and paused. “I thought she had an office next to the hospital.”
“Alice divides her time between all three places, but her heart has always been at the clinic. She tries to help everyone: teens, battered woman, anyone that needs help.” Emily looked up at him. “She’s a good person, Reed. The most kind-hearted person you’ll ever meet, so please don’t go. Please help us. Please. If you won’t do it for Landon, then do it for all the women she helps, please.”
Reed ran a hand over his face. The thought of working with Landon left a sour taste in his mouth. Not that he didn’t love his brother, but right now, he was ready to throttle him. “Tell me more about her clinic.”
Chapter 11
Reed jogged down the stairs with Emily on his heels. Avery was sipping coffee at the kitchen table while Landon was leaning against the counter, holding a bag of frozen peas to his lips. Hitting his brother had been wrong on so many levels, and still, it had felt good deep down. His baby brother needed a lesson in family values. Reed pushed the thought aside.
“We need to go,” he barked out. “Where are your keys?”
He glanced around the kitchen and swiveled on his heels to look in the living room.
“Where?” Avery rose.
“The clinic,” he muttered while still searching the table for the keys.
“What are you talking about?” Landon asked.
“Reed thinks we might get information at the clinic where my sister spends all of her free time.”
“What clinic?” Landon’s brows dipped before he turned and tossed the bag across the kitchen to land with a thump in the sink. “She doesn’t own a clinic.”
“Yes, she does,” Emily answered. “Well, technically it’s owned and named under a non-profit organization that has several free clinics throughout the country, including some overseas, but she runs the local one.”
“Why didn’t you tell us?” Avery asked, slipping the keys out of her pocket.
“I already went there and spoke with Janice. She’s the manager and my sister’s right hand. She hadn’t heard from her either.”
“Less talking, more walking,” Reed announced, moving to Avery and grabbing her hand, pulling her toward the door.
“We’d be going in blind. It’s dangerous without a plan. Have you checked out the place online?” Landon asked, moving to block their exit. “I’m sure you can access their files without going to the building.”
Reed tilted his head and lifted his brow. Seriously?
“The website is still up for the international clinic, but the local files were taken offline.” Reed reached around his brother and opened the door. “In other words, if I want to get into their files, we need to go there, and we’re wasting time. Either you’re in or out, Landon. Make up your mind.”
“You aren’t going anywhere without me.”
“Or us,” Rick and Sam announced as they jogged down the stairs and turned into the living room. “But Landon is right.”
“Finally, someone who agrees.” Landon grinned.
“We aren’t going anywhere without being prepared,” Sam said, turning to Avery. “Grab your gear, your comm, and your gun.” He gestured to the stairs. “Since they know Emily, she can get access to her sister’s office and look for the sleeve. Avery and Reed, you guys can go in as a couple and find a computer access point.”
“Fine by me.” Reed grinned and grabbed his backpack and laptop from the table, in the event he needed them. Avery jogged up the stairs and returned a minute later.
“My brother isn’t going in. He doesn’t even know how to shoot.”
“But he knows computers,” Avery answered, coming down the stairs. “He’ll do the work, and I’ll relay on the comm.” She stuck the plastic piece in her ear. “If we run into any problems, we’ll call you in.”
Reed opened the door and slipped into the same SUV that they’d driven to Alice’s
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