LOGIN"Dear God." Sparrow took a slow step forward, both hands raised as if I were a wild animal he didn't want to spook. "What are you doing, darling? You're attacking your doctors? You're tearing yourself open? This isn't like you, Scarlett." My lips were trembling so hard I could barely shape the wor
"I'm not going to stop worrying!" I pushed myself up on my elbows, and fire shot through my back. "I'm breathing without the oxygen now. I'm fine. I'm absolutely fine. I need to see her, Sparrow. I need to see her right now, do you understand me?" "You're not going anywhere in this condition." "
I watched it. A hospital room. Me, lying in a bed, with a mask over my face. And Tasha, leaning over me, reaching for the mask, lifting it gently off my face, setting it down on the pillow, looking at me, and walking out. I watched it twice. Then I lifted my eyes from the screen. "Tasha tried
Sparrow's jaw clenched so tightly I heard his teeth grind. But something in what the man said must have reached him, because he turned towards me, and his face softened completely. "Scarlett..." I cut him off. "Why shouldn't Tasha's name be mentioned anymore? And where is Tasha?" The stranger'
But for now, I had to let him believe I'd break. I had to look helpless enough to go along with anything he asked. "Please. I'll do whatever you want. I'll do it. Just don't hurt her." "Oh, I believe you'll do it." He swung the gun towards Tasha and kept it there. "But I've had enough of listeni
SCARLETT Big Bryan stood in the middle of our hotel room with a gun in his hand, swinging it between Tasha and me as if he couldn't quite decide which of us he'd enjoy shooting more, and I bit down on my lip so hard I tasted blood. I'd called Sparrow. I'd managed that much before Bryan made me s







