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Abyss hurries behind me, and I know he’s calling for a backup team to come to the apartment and look for clues and cleanup. It’s protocol, and he doesn’t need to be ordered to do it.
The entire way to the van, Violet remains unconscious. Fortunately, we don’t run into any other residents because I’d hate to have to explain her injuries… not that I could.
After loading Violet into the back, I climb in to sit next to her, and Abyss returns to the driver’s seat. He races back to the clubhouse, but he’s careful not to do too much to jostle our patient.
The entire ride, I stare at Violet and contemplate how we’re going to explain her whereabouts when she wakes up.
If she wakes up.
I dismiss that thought completely. Shewillwake up. I’ll make sure of it.
Abyss parks in the garage twenty-two minutes later, and we both rush to get Violet to the medical wing. As I lay her down on the bed, she begins to stir and moan, but still doesn’t wake up.
I glance at Abyss, who’s bouncing from one cupboard to the next, gathering medical supplies. He quickly inserts an IV and pushes pain medication, and then he retrieves the portable x-ray machine and drags it to the side of the bed.
“Grim, you’ve gotta let me work,” he signs when I don’t move.
“I’m not leaving her.”
“You don’t have to leave, brother, but you do need to move.”
“I’m not fucking leaving,” I repeat, and lift Violet’s hand in mine.
Abyss narrows his eyes but nods curtly. He shifts to the other side of the bed, taking the machine with him. Once he has it set up, he grabs two lead aprons, tossing one to me.
“If you insist on staying, put this on.”
Grudgingly, I do as he says, annoyed as fuck that I have to let go of her hand to do so.
“Better?” I sign one-handed.
He rolls his eyes. “A little bit, yeah.”
“Just fix her.”
“I’m going to try.”
“No.” My movements are jerky. “There is no fucking try! Fix. Her.”
We stare each other down for a moment, and he’s the first one to break when he glances away for a brief moment.
“I need to do the x-rays.”
CHAPTER11
VIOLET
“I need to do the x-rays.”
Am I dead? No, there’s no pain in heaven, and all I feel is pain. Maybe this is Hell.
“It’ll be quick. She won’t hurt anymore once I’m done.”
No… no… no. Brad’s back to finish the job. Wake up!
My eye inches open, but my vision is blurry. I try to rub it but can’t move my arm. The other one won’t budge either. In fact, every command I give my body is ignored, and my limbs refuse to cooperate.
“Aargh.” Turning my head to the side, I can just make out the silhouette of a person.
