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I sneak through the club towards the sound, keeping my eyes peeled for signs of danger. It sounds like it’s coming from one of the secure doors that leads to the backside of the strip mall.
No one ambushes me, so I slip into my office and grab my gun before continuing through the club toward the sound.
The alarm is coming from the back door that leads into the kitchen. When I reach it, the door is still shut and locked. “What the hell?” I mutter as I sweep the room for intruders.
I shove the screaming door open with my gun pointed at whatever might be behind it.
Tobias stumbles in with blood streaming from his shoulder.
Bloody hell. I catch him and drag him into the kitchen and shut the alarm off.
“Gun or knife?” I bark as I wrestle him out of his jacket to investigate the wound.
“Gun,” he says, wincing when my fingers come into contact with the hole after I rip his shirt open.
The amount of blood coming out of the wound is terrifying.
I pull my phone out and call Luke as I apply pressure.
“Get your ass down here. I’ve got Tobias bleeding out in the kitchen, and I need to get him to a hospital. Someone needs to sit with Bellamy.”
Luke curses, but I hear a car starting just a few seconds later.
“Be there in ten. Is he going to make it?”
“I honestly have no idea. It’s pretty bad. Bellamy doesn’t know yet. Get here fast.”
I push against his wound with his suit jacket, and he lets out a roar of pain. “Don’t be a wimp,” I say, trying to keep the emotion out of my voice.
“You better take care of her if something happens,” he gasps out.
The distinct sound of running feet has me whirling and raising my gun, but it’s Bellamy rushing toward us with tears streaming down her face.
“What part of stay in the fucking room did you not hear?” I bellow.
But she isn’t paying any attention to me. “What happened?” she cries as she takes in the situation.
“That’s what I’m trying to find out, love,” I say, most of my anger vanishing as she stares at a bloody Tobias with tears in her eyes.
He lifts a weak hand to Bellamy’s arm. “I’m fine, vixen. Go back to your room.”
“I’m not fucking leaving you so don’t even try to make me.”
Judging by the look on her face, there’s no point arguing with her. I keep applying pressure to the wound, but his jacket is close to being soaked through.
“Go get me some towels, then.”
“Why aren’t we calling nine-one-one?” She demands as she rushes to grab a stack of hand towels.
“Too many questions if they come here. We’re taking him to the hospital. Luke is on his way to sit with you.”
“Fuck that. We’re all riding together. Let’s go. Luke can meet us at the hospital.”
She’s right. It’s the best way, so I help him stand and we head out the back door and around the building to my car. I want to grill Tobias and find out what happened, but the first order of business is keeping him alive.
I toss her my phone since hers is still in the suite. “Call Luke and tell him about the change in plans.”
We climb into the car, and she sits in the back with Tobias, holding towels on his wound with one hand while she fumbles with my phone in the other. The phone latches onto my car’s Bluetooth, and Luke answers on the first ring, his voice feeling the car.
