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I placed the spatula down and met her gaze. “I think I’ve figured out what that is.”

She was intrigued. “Go on.”

“I want Lucas to teach me how to save a life.”

She stilled, thinking. “How to save their lives, you mean?”

I swallowed, nodding.

“Then you’ve found the best teacher imaginable. He’s good, Rye. He’s really good.”

Rye…mom had called me that, and if it was anyone else, I might’ve cringed. But not her. Not Kit.

“He’s just got a way about him.” She kept talking, but I doubted she even noticed I was here at all anymore. “He’s so good…”

I smiled, grabbed the bacon that was crispy on the edges, and piled it onto a plate.

“Perfect timing.” Lucas smiled as he crossed the room.

“See what I said?” Now she looked my way, nodding to her brother. “Bacon. That’s all he answers to.”

I wanted to take in their banter, but this need hummed inside me and, as Lucas helped himself to the food, biting down on a piece of bacon in front of her, I turned to him. “I know my purpose.”

“Yeah?” He looked my way.

Kit smiled behind him as I spoke. “I want you to teach me. Can you teach me how to keep them all alive in case something like this happens again?”

His chewing slowed, as he looked surprised. “You want me to teach you trauma medicine?”

“Yeah,” I nodded. “If you’ll teach me.”

His eyes widened and there was a hint of a smile. “I hope you’re a quick study.”

That’s all I needed. I nodded. “I’ll need to be.”

“Then I’ll teach you all I can.”

FIFTEEN

Tobias

She was gonewhen I woke up and, for a second, in that cruel silence where one beat of my heart replaced the next, my mind played tricks on me. Maybe it was all just a dream? Her, us…the Hell we’d descended into and somehow crawled out of. Caleb. Nick…Dad. Panic filled me. The kind that was…crushing.I winced and shifted in the bed, and as I did, it all came rushing back.

The pain…

And the terror.

And her.

I closed my eyes and released a moan. A sickening wave of pain bored through my thigh, making me quake. My hands dropped to the sides of the bed and gripped the cold steel rails. But I wanted the agony…no, I fucking hungered for it.Hungered until I was sick with need.

I opened my mouth to screamher name.

Her name…

Always her goddamn name, resounding.

LITTLE MOUSE!

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