You have got to be kidding me,” Beck muttered under his breath in pure exasperation.

Hayden stirred beside him. He opened his eyes slowly, looking confused. “What? What happened?”

“Those fleas are here too,” Beck said. He gripped the steering wheel tighter.

Hayden sat up and looked through the windscreen of the black SUV. “Jesus Christ,” he muttered in deep disgust as he sighted the horde of reporters waiting in the hospital parking lot. “It was just a twenty minute ride from ...