CHAPTER 94

We tripped over each other to follow as they rushed him out of the attic, the house, and finally into a flashing ambulance waiting outside.

“Sorry, no room,” they said when we moved to follow.

None of us dared argue. Not when Dan’s heart could stop again any second.

So we let the bland-faced EMTs who’d shocked Dan’s heart into beating call out a hasty direction for the hospital, slam the door shut, and then they were just…gone.

A hand closes high on my right arm.

I startle, whipping my head that way.

"Angel?” Jade’s gray eyes search my face as I search his.

Dan once said he looked like a brawler, and he does. I study him, taking my time. Shaved dark hair. Intent gray eyes which dare you to look away first. A nose with a tiny bump on the slope from a break that didn’t heal right. His raw strength makes me feel stronger in a way that shouldn’t make sense, yet it does.

“He’s a fighter. Like you. Like all of us. He will survive this.”

I wish I could believe you.

“Darius is a killer.” I an