Hot Ticket (Sinners on Tour 3) - Page 43

“Aggie!” Jessica answered the phone. “How are you? Sorry I bailed on you after the show in San Francisco. Sed thought we needed to do more celebrating.”

“Don’t worry about it. Speaking of Sed, is he around?”

“Why?”

Aggie almost laughed at the jealous edge to Jessica’s tone. “Jace has been shot. I wasn’t sure who needed to be informed.”

“Shot?”

“Yeah, shot.”

“What do you mean Jace has been shot?”

“I mean some dickhead shot him with a gun.”

“Shot him?”

“Yes, shot him. Can I just talk to Sed?”

“He’s not here. He went to the studio. Eric said Jace bailed on recording this afternoon, so Sed’s working on vocal tracks.”

Aggie realized if she wouldn’t have surprised Jace with a visit, he’d still be safely in the recording studio and not lying in some hospital bed. “Will you let Sed know what happened? Jace will be in here overnight. Probably longer.”

“Which hospital are you at?”

“County.”

“I’ll round up the guys, and we’ll come see him. How’d he manage to get shot?” Jessica asked.

“Some guy tried to grab my purse, and I refused to give it to him. He pulled a gun, and Jace shoved me out of the way. He took two bullets for me—all because I was stupid. I should have just given that bastard my f**king purse.” Aggie rubbed the center of her chest, her heart aching.

“Don’t blame yourself, Aggie. Blame the guy with the gun. We’ll be there as soon as possible.”

“Thanks, Jess.”

Aggie returned to the room, sat in the chair beside the bed, and took Jace’s hand. She kissed his knuckles—pressed them to her cheek. She really did love him. She couldn’t deny it. Did he feel the same? He’d never said much about his feelings, but she knew he felt something for her. He always spoke far more in actions than he did in words. Of course, it could be simple sexual attraction on his end. She wasn’t sure if that was enough for her. It had once been, but now… now she wasn’t sure about anything.

Over an hour of worry later, she heard a commotion near the end of the hall. “Yes, we’re his family. Get the f**k out of my way.” Was that Sed? Had to be. That deep baritone was highly distinctive. “Jace,” Aggie whispered, shaking him slightly. “They’re here.”

He groaned, but didn’t open his eyes.

“Jace!”

“Tired,” he murmured. At least she was pretty sure that’s what he said. She was completely sure he was still asleep.

Within minutes the room was packed wall to wall with people.

The entire band had come to visit him? Aggie knew that would mean a lot to Jace, had he been conscious.

“Thanks for coming. I didn’t know who else to call,” Aggie said, glancing from one rock star to the next.

“The band isn’t complete without little man,” Eric said.

Sed stood at the side of the bed, staring at Jace as if to heal him with the power of his will. “He’s in bad shape,” Sed murmured. “He looks like shit.”

“He’s not going to die on us, is he?” Trey asked.

“His doctor said his surgery went well,” Aggie said. “They got the bullet out. The wound is clean. It just needs to heal.”

“Should have known something like this would happen,” Eric said, looking at Jace anxiously. “He was supposed to record in the studio this afternoon, and pow—he gets shot. This f**kin’ album is cursed, I tell you.”

“You recorded drum tracks this afternoon, and nothing happened to you,” Trey reminded him.

“Yet,” Eric said, glancing over his shoulder as if searching for the curse cloud now following him.

“Any idea how long he’ll be out of commission?” Sed asked.

“A few weeks.”

“We leave for Canada in three days,” Brian said.

“You’re leaving again already?” Aggie hated to be the needy girlfriend, but she never got to see him, and Jace had no business touring the continent while he was injured.

“Supposed to,” Sed said. “Can’t really perform without our bassist though.”

“How did he get shot?” Eric asked.

“Protecting me.”

Eric grinned at her crookedly. “You’d never know it from looking at him, but the dude is badass.”

“I’m sure he’d like you to tell him that,” Aggie said.

“No can do. We don’t need another egomaniac in the band. Sed’s got that persona covered.” Eric winced when Sed slapped him on the back of the head.

“What do you need us to do for you, Aggie?” Jessica asked, putting an arm around Aggie and rubbing the middle of her back.

Aggie’s brow wrinkled in confusion. “Me?” She shook her head. “I wasn’t hurt.”

“That’s not what I meant. It must’ve been horrible to witness someone you…” Jessica’s eyebrows arched in question. “Care about?”

Aggie nodded. She’d admit that she cared about Jace. Even in front of all these guys that meant so much to him and whom she didn’t know very well.

“It must’ve been horrible to witness someone you care about get shot. I thought I’d stroke out when Sed blew out his throat onstage last month.”

Sed kissed his fiancée’s temple. “It wasn’t as bad as it looked, baby.”

“How would you like to watch helplessly while I lay unconscious in a puddle of blood?”

Sed jerked Jessica into his arms and rubbed his lips over her silky, strawberry blonde hair. “Don’t even put that vision in my head.” He offered Aggie a pat on the shoulder. “If you need anything, anything at all, just ask. We’ll help.”

“I’m fine. And I think Jace mostly needs to rest. I don’t know what he’ll want to do about the upcoming tour.” Aggie could guess that he wouldn’t want to let his bandmates down, but she didn’t want to speak for him.

“Actually, I might have a solution,” Eric said. “I’ll need to make some phone calls.”

“You have a solution?” Brian asked.

“What? You don’t trust me to solve our problems?” Eric asked.

Sed, Brian, and Trey shook their heads in unison. For the first time since Aggie had stepped out of her car in Los Angeles, she smiled.

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