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My heart constricts. When I look back, Sage’s partner is there with the gurney.
There’s so much going on in those few moments that I can barely breathe.
In no time at all, they have Enzo loaded onto the gurney and are wheeling him to the ambulance in rapid fashion.
Angelo comes back.
“Are you okay?” I ask him.
“I am now,” he replies. His face is ashen and it’s actually painful to see the torment in his eyes. “Fucking hell, this is a mess.”
“He’s tough, like us Medicis,” I say as we follow the gurney to the ambulance. “I’m not ready to lose him, Angelo. He can’t die.”
He closes his eyes momentarily and nods. “You’re right about that. You need to go with him, okay? Message me if anything happens. I’ll be right behind you.”
I nod, wiping my face with my sleeve as they load him into the back of the ambulance and Sage tells me to jump in.
I catch a glance at Angelo just as they close the doors. He’s turned his back to me, but he has his head in his hands and I see his shoulders shaking.
I realize then the premonition I had, the creepy dark feeling and the restless dreams that came true. I sensed it lurking… surely I didn’t make this happen and draw it right to us.
I’m scared of what it means. I’m scared of everything I saw tonight and what I did.
I’m scared of the look in Angelo’s eyes. Does he think Enzo is going to die?
Seeing him recall the past in his eyes like that, reliving the nightmares that I know have haunted him since he was a child and as a grown man. And now we have even more problems since I killed a Petrov.
Most of all, I’m scared that I am never going to see Enzo again.
I don’t know how I can live with knowing that he died protecting me, when I know that it should have been me.
* * *
The minutes roll into hours and we literally spend the night in the waiting room.
He’s in surgery, and I’ve already made a statement to the police over what happened. They said they would be in touch with me if they needed me for further questioning. Of course, it’s unlikely they’ll be back for more.
I’m in a state of denial and complete and utter shock. So much has happened in the space of one evening.
Marco and Rocco arrived as soon as they heard. Dante sits beside me with Fynn on the other side. Angelo is talking to the reception desk, with Rayne beside him, trying to get some answers, no matter how futile it seems.
What can they tell us? They won’t know anything until Enzo comes out of surgery.
Sage came to sit with us for an hour after her shift. She saved his life up until this point, since he was certainly still breathing when they rushed him into emergency surgery.
I was too numb to take any of it in and way too shocked to go and break the news to Ma.
She’s in no fit state for this sort of news, and I don’t want to put any added pressure or stress on her. Enzo is like one of her own.
Enzo’s mom waits with us and sits opposite with me with her husband, Ken. They look grief-stricken and about as sick as I feel. We glance at each other from time to time as Ken does his best to try and console her.
I think that she knows about us, or has an inclination, although we obviously haven’t told her anything. I’ve always liked her, and we’ve always had a good relationship over the years. Enzo is her only child, so I know this is going to kill them if anything happens to him. They’ve been through so much.
I stand up when I feel I can’t sit there any longer, just waiting and staring at the walls.
“Anyone want anything from the vending machine?” I ask. I know my voice sounds like I swallowed sandpaper.
My brothers shake their heads. Marco and Rocco wait farther away from us and seem to be in a deep discussion about something, so I don’t bother disturbing them.
