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Dom’s eyes narrowed on Luca, and even through what had to be terrible pain, he smirked. “Ah, yes. Gentlemen, did you know we have a doctor in training on our hands?”
“Is that right?” Chef said.
“It is.” Dom raised a brow. “You think you could do a better job than one of my guys?”
Oh shit.“I-I just meant you should call the Doc person if they can help.”
“We’re not wasting Doc’s time.” Dom cocked his head to the side. “Not when we have someone else who could do the job.”
“Are you insane?” Chef said under his breath.
“The longer we stand around arguing about this, the more blood he’s losing,” someone Luca didn’t recognize said.
“Luca can do it,” Dom said calmly. “Can’t you?”
Again, instinct took over. “Yes.”
“Good. Then prove it.”
Without a word, Chef took off upstairs, returning a minute later with much more than a simple first-aid kit. Kind of like they’d done this before.
Chef pushed Luca forward into the dining room, and it was like he had entered a lion’s den. Surrounded on all sides by Dom’s men, it was all Luca could do to stay on his feet.
He took a deep breath and stepped closer to Dom to get a look at what he was working with. No signs of a bullet, but the wound was deeper than he’d expected. How Dom hadn’t passed out from the pain, he didn’t know, but somehow Luca didn’t think this was the first time he’d been injured. Or even the second.
“Someone needs to help him press down to stop the bleeding. Like this.”
Luca demonstrated, and Dom nodded at the man Luca didn’t know. “Gino.”
As Gino took over, Luca moved over to the kit Chef had brought down. The amount of tools and supplies they had didn’t come from a corner store, that was for sure, and it would make his job a lot easier.
“I’m just gonna wash my hands,” Luca said, heading toward the kitchen. As he soaped up, his mind whirled. Was he really about to do this? Help his kidnapper? Shit, now that he was surrounded by guys who could snap his head off in less time than it took him to blink, he was kind of stuck now, wasn’t he?
God, why had he opened his mouth in the first place?
He toweled off and took another deep breath, trying to shake off his nerves. This wasn’t exactly an ideal situation to work, but he didn’t have another choice.
He grabbed a pair of gloves from the kit, snapped them on, and then took what else he needed. He laid everything out on the table beside Dom, and nodded at Gino that he was ready.
Gino stood up slowly, his eyes narrowing to slits as he went toe to toe with Luca. “You fuck this up and you’re dead. Got it?”
Luca swallowed and nodded.
As Gino moved out of the way, Luca took the seat beside Dom, closer than he wanted to be to the man he’d tried to avoid at all costs.
He tore open a few alcohol pads and began to wipe the length of Dom’s bicep. “When I get started, it’s going to hurt. Do you want to take anything for the pain first?”
“I can grab some vodka,” Chef offered.
“I meant more like the pills you’ve got in the kit,” Luca said.
Dom shook his head, his eyes closed. “Just do it.”
Luca hesitated. “Are you sure?”
Dom’s eyes opened, locking on Luca’s. The steely resolve there told Luca more than words could, and he nodded.
“Okay.” He glanced over his shoulder at the men hovering and blocking the light. “Could I get a little room to work, please?”
