"Elaine….."
"No." I sit up straighter beside Zane instantly. "Absolutely not."
My voice comes out sharper than I intend, but I honestly don't care anymore….not after tonight, not after blood on my hands and gunshots and operating rooms and almost losing hi.
I turn toward Zane instinctively. He still looks pale against the hospital sheets. There are dark shadows beneath his eyes now, exhaustion etched into every line of his face no matter how hard he tries to hide it and somehow Lucas expects me to leave him here? In this condition? After someone literally just tried to gain access to this floor?
"Not happening," I say firmly.
Lucas folds his arms.
"He won't be unprotected."
I laug a Humorless laugh:
"Someone literally got past security ten minutes ago."
"That won't happen again."
"How do you know?" I shoot back instantly. "Because from where I'm standing, every time we think things are under control, somebody ends up bleeding!"
