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“There’s a doctor.”
I opened my eyes.
Nick licked his lips and met my gaze. “This guy.”
I scowled. “What guy?”
My brother straightened, dug into his pocket, and pulled out some kind of business card, muttering, “A friend of a friend, apparently.”
I narrowed in on the damn thing in his hand. “A friend? What fucking friend?”
But Nick didn’t answer. He just shook his head and stared at me weirdly. I didn’t like that look at all.“What fucking friend, Nick?”
A rasp of a breath was followed by a moan. Tobias slowly opened his eyes. “What the fuck happened?”
“You collapsed.” Ryth pushed around me, climbing into the footwell, and I moved out of her way as she barked.“Why the hell didn’t you tell me you’d been shot?”
But the smartass just gave a weak fucking smile, saying nothing as he closed his eyes. The moment he did, that smirk turned into a wince.
“We need to call the doc,” Nick answered.
Tobias cracked open his eyes, staring at our sister. “Can’t…trust anyone.”
“Yeah, well, we’re running out of fucking options,” Nick snapped. “I sure as hellam notlosing a brotheranda fucking dad all on the same day.”
And a fucking dad?
I flinched.Anda fucking dad? What the hell did that mean? Did Dad…did he…
Nick’s eyes widened as though he realized instantly he'd just dropped a goddamn bomb.
I swallowed, forcing myself to focus on T. “This guy is a doctor?”
Nick just gave a slow nod. A doctor and the loss of a father. Looked like my brothers had been busy.
That cold edge came back in my voice. “You sure we can trust this guy?”
“No.” Nick stared at Tobias’s shallow breaths. “But right now, we don’t have a choice.”
“Then call him,” I answered carefully. “Call him and we’ll deal with whatever comes.”
As long as T is alive.
I didn’t care what happened to me. Not one fucking bit, as long as they were safe.
My brother stepped away, leaving Ryth to reach over and brush Tobias’s cheek. “You fucking idiot.” She rested her head against his. “Why the hell didn’t you tell me you were hurt?’
“Do you think you could’ve stopped him?” I answered for him as Nick’s voice drifted through the open car door, sounding careful…and relieved.
“Help me,” I said to Ryth as I gripped my brother again, tugging him further in. “We need to be ready to move.”
She wrestled with his jeans, pulling them high enough so she could slide in around his legs.
The crunch of boots came closer as Nick returned. “We have an address. A cabin about an hour's drive from here.”
I held T’s shoulders and carefully closed the door. “An hour?”
“Thirty for me. But an hour for the Doc.” Nick rounded the car and climbed in behind the wheel, reaching through the gap between the seats. “Keys, princess.”
