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I prayed the entire way to the emergency room and prayed more when they wheeled Smoke inside.

“Do you know if Jimmy is okay?” I asked the man who’d been driving the ambulance and who was walking me inside the hospital.

“I don’t,” he answered.

“Are they bringing him here?”

“I don’t know.” He led me over to a desk. “They’ll need some information from you,” he said before walking away.

“Do you know the man who was just brought in?” the woman sitting at the desk asked.

“I do.”

“Name?”

“His or mine?”

“Both.”

In the midst of answering her questions, it dawned on me that I remembered—everything. I remembered everything. Every memory I hadn’t been able to pull to the front of my brain, was suddenly back.

“Age?” she asked.

“Thirty-eight. He’ll be thirty-nine at the end of this month.”

“What about family?”

“He doesn’t have any.” I pulled my phone from my pocket only to find it had been crushed, probably when Smoke landed on top of me.

“Do you know if he was conscious when they brought him in?”

“He was. Um, is there a phone somewhere I could use?”

“Let me get through these questions, and then I’ll see what I can do.”

A man dressed in scrubs approached from behind the woman. “Are you Siren?”

“I am.”

“He’s asking for you.”

“Are we finished?” I asked, standing to follow when the man motioned for me to.

“I know where to find you if I have more questions.”

“I’m Leo, one of Mr. Torcher’s nurses,” the man who led me into the room where Smoke lay on his stomach with his eyes closed said. “They gave him something for the pain. I think it knocked him out cold.”

“Nothing knocks me out cold,” Smoke muttered, opening one eye.

I pulled a chair up beside him. “Seems our positions have reversed. Thanks for saving my life, Smoke. For the second time, it seems.”

“I’d appreciate it if you’d stop putting yourself in danger, so I didn’t have to.”

“What are you doing in Ireland?”

“Looking for you.”

“Why?”

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