“Well, what do we have here? This a friend of yours, sis?”
I looked at Amelia with surprise. She’d never mentioned her family before. I’d just assumed it was a sore subject, like my own childhood was for me. But it seemed as if Amelia’s was coming back to haunt her.
“She’s a nurse here, Kyle, and needs to talk to me about some important lab work. Right, Blair?”
Amelia’s face was tight with worry. I nodded and straightened my spine. “That’s right. Very critical stuff. I need Amelia’s undivided attention on this.”
Kyle the Creep sneered. “Whatever. I’ll be back, Amelia, and we’ll talk more about what you owe me.”
We watched silently as he headed for the door. As soon as he was gone, Amelia dropped her head into her hands, and I hurried over to comfort her.
“What the hell was that all about?”
Amelia took a deep breath and looked at me with tears in her eyes. “That was my ex-stepbrother. I haven’t seen him in years. He thinks I owe him money for some reason.”
“That’s not good, Amelia. He seems like a scary guy to me. Why are you down here alone? Where’s Luna?”
“She stayed home today. Said something about the moon not being in the right position. I wrote it off as her usual Wiccan silliness. But it looks like might have been on to something.”
“I think you should call the police, Amelia. I don’t like how he just showed up and got in your face.”
She laughed sadly and shook her head. “If they haven’t put Kyle in jail for all the crap he’s already done, they’re sure not going to do it over this.”
“Well, then I think you should talk to Bourne Protective Services about keeping you safe. They’ve worked miracles for me and Lily.”
“I don’t know,” Amelia said hesitantly and bit her lower lip. “Aren’t bodyguards expensive? Besides, I think Kyle might just go away on his own.”
“I’m sure they’ll work with you on the cost. They really enjoy what they do and want to help people that need it the most.”
I could tell she was about to decline again. So, before Amelia could say another word, I pressed a BPS business card into her hand and gave her a hug.
“Just promise me you’ll think about it, okay?”
She nodded and I set down the samples I’d brought to be analyzed before turning to head back to the ER. I stopped at the door and said one more thing before leaving the sweet but serious lab tech to her work.
“Please, don’t hesitate to call, Amelia. One of the men of BPS just might be your savior.”
* * *
The Bourne Bodyguards Series Continues…
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