Mick Sinatra: Needing Her Again by Mallory Monroe

Author:Mallory Monroe [Monroe, Mallory]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Austin Brook Publishing
Published: 2020-06-27T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

When they made it back to shore, Teddy, with Nikki right by his side, was taken to the hospital although Teddy kept insisting he didn’t need it. But Roz saw differently. She agreed with the paramedics.

“You’re going, Teddy,” she said, “I don’t care what you say!”

“But I’m fine!” Teddy again insisted.

“If you don’t get your ass to that hospital and let them run some tests, you better,” Roz said with gritted teeth. “You were in an explosion. You were thrown into that water and you stayed in there for a long time. You need to make certain there’s no internal injuries, boy!”

Teddy looked at Mick. “Pop, tell her I’m alright.”

But Nikki answered before Mick could. “I agree with Mrs. Sinatra,” Nikki said. “You need to let them run some tests, Teddy.”

Teddy couldn’t believe it. “I’m not getting in any fucking ambulance, and I’m not going to any fucking hospital. I hate hospitals!”

“You’re going,” Mick said, which settled it. “You don’t have to go in that ambulance. Nikki can drive you there. But you’re going to that hospital, and you will let them run tests. I’ll have Doc meet you there, to speed up the process, but if Rosalind says you’re going, you’re going.”

And that was the end of that disagreement. “And call your mother,” Mick said to Teddy, which Teddy knew he meant his biological mother, as Nikki drove Teddy to the hospital. He went.

But at the docks, Mick and Roz and Joey planned to remain until the last man was accounted for. Most were rescued, but some, including Mick’s crew chief, perished.

Roz’s cellphone rang. It was Billy Lancer, probably calling to ask if she’d made up her mind yet.

As she answered it, Joey shifted his weight on that stick he had for support and looked at his father. “What are we going to do about it, Pop?” he asked. “Do we even have a clue who could be behind it?”

“Call a meeting for next week,” Mick said, staring at the coastguard as they continued their rescue efforts. “I want every family under my umbrella here, in Philly, and tell them it’s not optional.”

“Everybody?” Joey asked.

“Everybody,” said Mick. “Except the DiGenovas.”

Joey looked at him. “You think Frankie DiGenova was behind this shit, Pop?”

“Just do it,” Mick said. Then he handed him the keys to his Escalade. “And get your cane out of the trunk of my vehicle. You look ridiculous with that stick or branch or whatever it is you’re using.”

Joey frowned. “But I didn’t put a cane in your truck,” he said.

“I keep one there,” Mick said, “just in case you ever needed it. Go get it.”

Joey took the keys from his father with bewilderment in his eyes. His father would do that for him? He put a cane in his truck just in case they were off somewhere and his son needed one? It made him inwardly happy.

But as he walked to his father’s truck with his stick for support, the pain still excruciating, he was a little pissed too.

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