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“You cried out. The phone cut off,” he said, voice gruff. “We couldn’t get there fast enough.”

“We?”

“Me and Prism,” he replied. “And the rest of Elite too. We all came.”

That surprised me, and I drew back in his hold. “You all came?”

“That’s what it means to be Elite. When one of us is in trouble, we all are.”

I nodded, feeling slightly overwhelmed. “So you found me?”

“Come back over here,” he said, tugging me close once more. Once I was settled, he went on. “You were in the stairwell. You, ah, hit your head. There was a lot of blood.”

“I was unconscious?”

“Yeah.”

“Then what?” I asked.

“We called for help. And I rode in the ambulance with you.”

“You did?”

“Mm.” He confirmed.

“I fell down the stairs?” When he said nothing, I pulled back again to meet his eyes. “I fell?”

“I wasn’t there, but yeah, it seems like it.”

Something was off… something… I remembered the police outside the room and gasped.

“Girl, you have got to stop doing that.”

“The police!” I exclaimed, ignoring his statement.

“What?”

“Is that why they were here?” I said, gripping his arm. “I didn’t fall, did I?”

“The police were following up because that’s their job. We called for an ambulance.”

“Did they want to talk to me?”

He made a face.

“You said I told you someone was chasing me,” I recalled.

“All right now,” he said, trying to pull me back in.

I evaded the action, keeping my posture straight. Even after hearing this information, my mind was still empty. The pieces just weren’t fitting, not creating a full picture.

“Jess, you need to calm down.”

My eyes flew to his. “Someone pushed me, didn’t they?” I covered my mouth with my hand, the words too horrible to speak.

His face darkened, lips flattening into a line. “We don’t know that.”

“But that’s what you think.”

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