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.

turn backwards to look out the rear window, regretting

asks, worry creasing his

Here he is, on high alert, worried for my safety, and I'm sorry to have lost my coat. "N-nothing." I shake

to look at it. "Are you

he says, pulling away from me with gritted teeth. "Just a graze-nothing the guys at home can't patch up. It'll heal

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

know what to

I saw it, I knew it was

whole body shaking, pressing my teeth together so that

Hudson pulls

it around me. He looks

I do

in the car,

her warm. Everyone's first time in this kind of

his arms around me as the tears start to leak

so fed up with all of

life-how people can be immune to a shootout, as if there will be more and I'll just get used

die

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

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