“You promised you’d come back.”
The words hit like a knife straight through my chest.
Because somewhere deep inside—
buried beneath all the missing memories—
I think I did.
32
Clay
The second Hannah looks at Avery—
really looks at her—
everything else disappears.
Not Sentinel.
Not Wu.
Not the guns pointed at us.
Just Avery bleeding out on the tunnel floor.
Doctor mode.
It slams into Hannah instantly.
Fast.
Focused.
Terrifyingly calm.
“Russ, chest seal,” she snaps, dropping beside Avery. “Now.”
Russ moves immediately.
Good man.
Clay Vincent is currently too busy imagining twenty-seven different ways to kill Director Wu slowly.
Hannah presses both hands against Avery’s wound.
Blood spills between her fingers immediately.
Too much.
Way too much.
Avery gasps in pain.
“Hey,” Hannah whispers instantly. “Hey, stay with me. Look at me.”
Her voice changes when she’s treating someone.
