#Chapter 75: Sanctuary

So much for my lovely afternoon of shopping, I think sourly as I speed back to the mansion as fast as I dare. I'm going to have to speak to Marcus and Emmett about this immediately. I really, really shouldn't have given Anton the afternoon off. He was reluctant, but I'd insisted, because I assumed that nothing bad was going to happen in the middle of a crowded, sunny street in broad daylight. Apparently, I was very wrong. Goddamn it. Marcus is going to strangle me. Sometimes I don't know how I can be so stupid, so – so naive. I'm a brilliant doctor, but sometimes I have to question my own common sense. Or, rather, the lack thereof. Marcus is going to be furious. I pull into the mansion's parking lot and just sit for a few minutes, letting my head rest on the steering wheel while I try to get my heart rate and breathing back under control. Finally, I lift my head and send urgent texts to both Marcus and Emmett. "911: Meet me in my office ASAP." They're both waiting