What the hell are you doing here?" Brad glared meanly. "Nice to see you, too, Jack," he said. "You don't belong here," Jack said too loudly. "You left her. You're done with her." "Hey," he said, bristling. "I never stopped caring about Brie. Never will. I'm going to see her." "I don't think so," Jack said. "She's in no shape to have to deal with you right now." "You're not in charge of the guest list, Jack. That's up to Brie." "Come on," Mike said sternly. "Let's not do this here." "Ask him if he wants to take it outside," Jack snapped back. "Yeah, I'll-" "Whoa," Mike said yet again, widening the space between the two men. "This isn't happening here!" Brad moved closer, pushing up against Mike, but lowered his voice cautiously. "I know you're angry, Jack. In general and at me. I don't blame you. But if you get tough with me, it's going to be worse for Brie. And this officer is just going to hook you up." Jack ground his teeth, pushing up against the other side of Mike. Mike was having some trouble holding them apart. "I really want to hit someone," Jack said through clenched teeth. "Right now, you'd do as well as anyone. You walked out on your marriage. You left her while she was building a case against that son of a bitch. Do you have any idea what you did to her?" Oh, boy, Mike thought. It was going to happen between these two any second, right in the hospital hallway. Mike was a good six feet and pretty strong, but Brad and Jack were both taller, broader, angrier and not a shoulder injury between them. Mike was going to get hammered when they lost it and started pummeling each other. "Yeah," Brad said. "Yeah, I do! And I want her to know that I still care about what happens to her. We're divorced, but we have history. A lot of it good history. If I can do anything now…" "Hey!" Mike said to the cop. "Hey! Come on!" The police officer finally got in it, putting himself between Brad and Jack along with Mike. "All right, gentlemen," the cop said. "I have my orders. No scuffling outside Ms. Sheridan's door. If you want to talk this over calmly, I'd like you to move down the hall." Oh, that was not a good suggestion, Mike thought. If they moved down the hall, they wouldn't be talking. Mike cautiously backed Jack up a few steps. "Take a breath," he said quietly. "You don't want to do this." Jack glowered at Mike. "You sure about that?" "Back
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