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“I’m busy looking after my girl. She’s hurt. We need paramedics.”
“Right. What’s wrong?” the policeman asked.
She glanced over at him and saw that he looked young. Then out of the corner of her eye she saw a car pull up.
Uh-oh.
She knew that car. And she also knew that it probably wasn’t a good idea that it was here right now.
Because the last thing they needed was Steele losing it in front of a policeman. And once he realized that this woman was trying to claim Grady was in the wrong and that she’d backed into Grady and risked hurting him . . .
Yeah. Uh oh.
“Grady. Steele.”
Grady turned and glanced over. “Fuck.” Then he turned to the policeman. “My statement is that we were driving along and this bitch backed into us going full speed. Now, my girl here is injured and we need the paramedics. So how about you go arrange that?”
“That’s not how this works.”
“Grady,” she murmured as she saw Steele striding toward them. He looked like a bull with a target. She just wasn’t sure who the target was at that moment. But at least the woman who had crashed into them stopped screeching as she saw the thunderous look on his face.
“Fuck. Who the hell is that?” the cop asked, his hand moving toward his gun.
“That is someone you don’t want getting involved,” Grady told him. “So I suggest you start interviewing these bystanders, see who witnessed the crash so you know I wasn’t in the wrong, and then fucking leave.”
“You can’t talk to me like that.”
What the young cop didn’t realize was that Steele was standing right behind him. How he didn’t realize that, she had no idea. It was like having a huge grizzly stalking you.
“He can talk to you however the fuck he likes,” Steele snapped. “Now get out of my way and go and do your job.”
The cop jumped and turned, looking up at Steele. She couldn’t see the police officer’s face, but she was kind of betting that he was shitting himself right now.
“You . . . you can’t talk to me like that, either.”
The driver started screeching again and before she could stop it, a whimper escaped her. Both Grady and Steele zeroed in on her and she closed her eyes against the intensity.
“You,” Steele growled.
She opened her eyes to see he was staring at the woman. “Shut the fuck up. And you,” he turned to the cop, “go do your job before I make it my job to ensure you don’t have one anymore.”
The cop fumbled at his belt. “I could arrest you for threatening an officer of the law.”
“Steele,” Grady warned.
Steele moved his gaze back to them and stepped forward, ignoring the cop and the other driver. “Are you both all right?” His gaze went to her, then Grady. “Are you hurt?”
“I’m fine. But Effie isn’t. We need to find out where the fucking ambulance is.”
“What’s wrong? What hurts?” Steele’s face filled with fear.
For her?
“Effie can’t feel her legs. We need to get her to the hospital and checked over.” An ambulance drove up and she let out a small sob. She didn’t want to go to the hospital. She didn’t want to know that her back was messed up.
She already knew that. Her breathing came in fast pants as the paramedics rushed toward her.
She couldn’t do this. It wasn’t happening. She couldn’t.
