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.

backwards to look out the rear

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

to look at it. "Are

with gritted teeth. "Just a graze-nothing

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

like he doesn't know what to say. Like he doesn't like getting

it all hits me. A gunshot wound. I saw it, I knew it

whole body shaking, pressing my teeth together so that I won't knock

pulls off his

wraps it around me. He looks towards

do for

forward in the

through it. Just keep her warm.

tears start to leak from my eyes, sliding down my cheeks in a silent

I'm so fed

up with this world, with this life-how people can be immune to a shootout,

saw people die tonight.

because I'm a powerful pawn in whatever fucking game they're playing-Aden and Remington and

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