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There was an increase in pressure on my left arm…blood pressure cuff? What was going on? I wanted to look around but opening my eyes took forever, it was like they were glued shut.
“Pulse and respiration are good. We’ve got an ambulance on the way…”
I didn’t know their voice, but I didn’t want to get in an ambulance. Hadn’t I already ridden in one this year? No, wait that was last year.
“I’m not feeling any movement to the bone. This is good. We won’t know if there is a fracture until we do x-rays…”
Right.Open your fucking eyes.
The first things I saw were the cool blue of Ramsey’s gaze, laser-focused on me. Well, all the Ramseys really. Was he a trio now? My stomach rolled as I tried to blink and get the dancing vision to meld back into one super Ramsey…
A laugh escaped me and that sound alone made my head hurt so bad, I swore there must be something stabbing into my skull itself.
“Kait,” Aubrey said, tears creeping into her anger-soaked voice. I tried to move my head and nearly blacked the fuck right out. “I’m right here, don’t do that—” She appeared in my line of sight, the line of her mouth going tight.
“No ambulance,” I managed to say. Or at least I hope I said that cause my tongue felt almost too big for my mouth. “No press.”
One would grab the other. I didn’t want either.
“Don’t get any ideas,” she warned, taking my hand in hers.
The other one was trapped and I couldn’t move it. Warm fingers gripped both hands, and I slowly shifted my gaze to where Lachlan sat, my other hand firmly in his. The haunted forests were on fire tonight, fury ablaze in his green eyes.
I tried to swallow, but that just made the pain in my head redouble as my vision blurred again and there were three Lachlans.
Yeah, I wasn’t sure I could handle three of them.
“Miss Crosse?” A voice I didn’t know pulled at my attention and I frowned as I tried to focus on an older man, light brown hair that was receding, clean-shaven, and dressed in a suit and tie. He reminded me of the guy cop on the show with Mariska Hargitay. Only with far less scowling.
“I don’t know you,” I said after giving myself a few breaths to get the spinning under control. Mouth breathing was awful, but something smelled awful. I really hoped it wasn’t me.
“Probably not. My name is Murray Creglin, I’m head of the security here at Blue Ivy Prep.”
“Awesome.” I tried to sit up, ‘cause having so many people looming over me while that smell kept randomly assaulting me was not my idea of a good time.
“Easy,” Aubrey said, putting a hand on my shoulder.
“Hang tight, Ace. The ambulance is almost here.”
Yeah, no ambulance.
“Miss Crosse.” I focused on the security guy—Creglin? Wasn’t that the guy from that show… “We need to ask you a few questions. The police are also going to have questions for you.”
“Head hurts,” I said. Wait, why did my head hurt? The destruction in my room trickled back into place along with the filth on the bed itself. “My guitar is gone.”
“We have your guitar,” someone else said. There were too many people in the room. But great.
“You sure, they hurt one and took the other…someone took it…not even sure how they got in.”
“Have you been having any issues here at the school? Any threats?”
“No, not really…”
“Well, there was the fire,” Aubrey said pointedly, but she wasn’t looking at me. No, she stared at Creglin. She was definitely in fire mode. Oh man, I hope she and Forrest hadn’t broken up. “There have been a few other issues, but our management team has handled it.”
“We’ll want to talk to them,” Creglin said. “Now we checked the door. The electronic lock records someone accessing it but not the number of the keycard.”
“It had to be a master then,” Ramsey said. “All the RAs have masters.”
