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He turned from her, grabbing the kid’s shoulder and turning him onto his back. “You shot yourself.” Reid shook his head, removed his suit jacket, and used it to tie a tourniquet on his leg.
Allison was tempted to tell him to just let him bleed out, but Reid was too good of a guy to do that. Despite the hell this asshole just put her through, he’d do right by him.
“Where are the keys to the handcuffs?” Reid demanded in a tone that only an idiot would refuse.
“Pocket,” he groaned.
Reid reached into the asshole’s pocket and retrieved the key. He spun to her and released her from the restraints. She ran a hand over her wrist, trying to wipe away the pain. Reid took her hand in his and looked over the ugly red swelling. His jaw set again, and his Adam’s apple bobbed.
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
“The minute I saw your face, I was and still am.”
He thrust his phone at her. “Call your sister while I call this in.”
“My sister?”
“Luna may have called when she saw the video. I had to tell her.”
“Reid!”
“I had no choice. You were missing, Allison.”
She rolled her eyes. “She’s going to flip out on me.”
“When she’s done, thank her. The video made me realize you were in a van. She helped save you.”
“I think I had the situation under control before you got here.”
He kissed her again. “I have no doubt. Now call your sister.”
Allison first deleted the video, then called Luna and spent ten minutes assuring her overprotective, worry wart sister that she was perfectly fine. Two ambulances showed up and several police cars. A little excessive, and probably every vehicle that the town had. Emergency lights lit up the dark parking lot.
Reid was speaking to Judy and Allison finally hung up with Luna and sent a text.
She walked over to Reid and Judy, and Reid wrapped his arm around her. “You need to get evaluated by the EMT’s.”
“I’m fine.”
“I don’t give a shit what you think. Let the professionals make that determination.”
“You’re such a control freak.”
“No,” Judy said. “He just cares too much about you.” She gave Allison a wink before walking over to Landon, the little shit’s real name, and tossing a stack of tickets on his chest before the EMT’s loaded him into the ambulance.
Allison let Brian check her out, going through all the motions before agreeing with her, and letting Reid know she seemed perfectly okay. He gave her an ice pack for her head.
“You should take it easy for a couple of days. You don’t appear to have a concussion, but be on the lookout for any of the signs.”
“I’ll watch her,” Reid stated in a way that there was no room for discussion.
Another van pulled into the parking lot, and Allison hopped out of the ambulance.
“What the hell are you doing?” Reid demanded.
She ignored him and smiled as Larry hurried toward her with his camera. He held out her microphone. “You okay?” he asked, and she nodded at her photographer.
“I’m perfect,” she said.
