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.

the rear window, regretting

asks, worry creasing

is, on high alert, 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

to look at it. "Are you

teeth. "Just a graze-nothing the guys at home

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

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

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

my whole body shaking, pressing my teeth together so

pulls off his

around me. He looks towards

do

forward in

her warm. Everyone's

tears start to leak from my eyes, sliding down

a sudden, I'm so fed up with

can be immune to a shootout, as

die tonight. People

people who were coming after me, maybe. Trying to take me because I'm a powerful pawn in whatever fucking

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