Chapter 59

Chapter 59

Brooklyn

"Go," Aden says firmly to Lucas, once we're settled inside the black SUV.

Aden and Hudson climb are on either side of me, sandwiching me in the middle.

Pressed between them, I fold my hands between my knees and try my best to breathe evenly as Lucas obediently peels out.

Aden continues to look out the window, surveying the landscape for danger.

Hudson turns to me. He takes my face in my hands and carefully looks me over.

When he ascertains that I'm not scratched or bruised, he moves on to the rest of my body, putting a hand on my knee and taking me in.

"How are you, Brooklyn?" he asks, low. "Are you hurt?"

"I'm f-f-fine," I say, still shivering. I don't know whether it's shock still, or perhaps the cold.

Suddenly, I remember my beautiful cashmere stole-still in the coat check at the country club.

look out the rear window, regretting

asks, worry creasing his

worried for my safety, and I'm sorry to have lost my coat. "N-nothing." I shake my head. I notice that he's still clutching his arm and that blood is still seeping from behind

to look at it. "Are you

with gritted teeth. "Just a graze-nothing the guys at home can't patch up. It'll

up into his face. "It's a gunshot wound, Aden," I say. "Not a splinter. Was it

me, then, frustrated and like he doesn't know what

wound. I saw it, I knew

whole body shaking, pressing my

Hudson pulls off his

He looks towards his father,

do

forward in the

says. "She'll get through it. Just keep her warm. Everyone's

arms around me as the tears start to leak from my eyes, sliding down my cheeks in

of a sudden, I'm so fed up with all

with this world, with this life-how people can be immune to a shootout, as if there will

die tonight.

were coming after me, maybe. Trying to take me because I'm

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