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Lost.
But Sam is already gone. Not answering Lik or me.
Lik locks the door, and we both turn to Rose as we hear Sam’s car loudly driving away.
“What’s going on?” Lik pries as we both surround her.
“Did you know?” she asks him, voice ragged from the crying she must have done.
Lik shakes his head. “Know what?”
She drops her head back and groans. When she looks up again, tears are shining. “I love you. Do you guys understand that? I love you so much.”
“Princess, what happened?”
She’s about to say something else when a knock comes.
“Oh my god, this man!” Lik complains. “How can he forget his keys twice in one day.”
He walks back to the door just as I hear Rose mumbling to herself about not having heard Sam’s car drive back. She seems to add two and two together as she shouts.
“Don’t!!”
But Lik’s already opened the door, and on the other side stands a tall blond man. He looks calm and collected in his dark gray suit, a small smile on his face. Rose grabs me by the apron and drags me behind her. I feel her intake of a scared breath.
“Good evening. You must be Malik.”
Time stops when his light blue gaze turns to me. “Rachel,” he nods as a hello. His smile brightens when his eyes land on Rose.
“Rosalind,” he says softly. “Your time is up.”
Pop.
My scream resonates in the entire house as Lik falls backward, blood spurting out of him before he can even touch the ground.
“Oh my God!” I scream again as I run to him.
The gun is aimed at me as soon as I’m on my knees.
“Don’t move,” he tells Rose.
“Viktor…” Her voice is barely audible. She’s pale, shaking and swaying, like she’s about to faint. She shakes her head. “Please.”
Instead of answering her. He talks to me. “Don’t panic,” he says softly. His composed tone is terrifying. “I didn’t hit any arteries. He won’t die right away. You should use one of your oven gloves to stop the bleeding, though.”
Trembling. I take my gloves off and put one against his chest. I’m not sure where the wound is exactly. There’s too much blood. “Lik, can you hear me?” I panic.
His eyes keep rolling to the back of his head, but he nods.
“I’m here. It’s going to be okay. Please stay awake. I’m going to get you help.”
“You should call an ambulance. He'll be fine if he gets medical attention within half an hour.”
“Viktor, put the gun down.” Rose’s voice is barely more than a squeak.
The gun lowers.
“You’ve got to press harder than that, Rachel. That isn’t helping,” he tells me like he truly cares. “Go on, push hard on the wound.”
