out of it as possible. Good for him for having the normality we can only
dream of.
The fact Base got dragged into it all and is now lying in a pool of crimson
fucking enrages me. I’m a protective dickhead – Bernadette knows this and
used it against me. She just had to mess with my friends and family. If Base
dies and I don’t find my sister and Stacey, Bernadette better hide on a
different fucking planet, because nothing, and I mean nothing, will stop me
from ripping that rotten bitch to shreds.
Regrettably, or not so regrettably, I snapped the neck of the wanker who
shot Base and hit someone else repeatedly with a chair until they were dead.
Their bodies are in a heap beside me. And for some reason, despite the
excess of drugs in my system melting my fucking brain, I’m fine and
unharmed.
The eyelids of the Russian beneath me fall shut, and my chest caves.
“No.” I grip his chin. “Don’t you fucking dare close your eyes, Base.”
He doesn’t open them, and my heartbeat accelerates. “Look at me.
Fucking look at me.”
I slap him across the face, staining his cheek crimson, and he blinks his
eyes open. Groggily, his words broken, he mumbles, “Did you… just…
fucking slap me?”
Words coming from him are a good sign. Relief rushes through me, and I
sag against him, pressing my forehead to his while keeping my hand over
his bleeding wound. “You need to help me find the girls,” I say, whispering,
emotional – I can’t think straight. The room is fucking spinning still, and
everything is glitching. Is this even real? “Stay with me. Please.”
They have Stacey. My sister too. Sold them.
Bile rises in my throat – I try and fail to control the harsh breaths through
my nostrils.
Base’s hand reaches up, snatching at my collar feebly. “Lu-Luci-ciella.”
My jaw tightens. “I’ll find her. I promise.”
Guards fill the room, two medics follow behind, and I move to the side to
let them work on him while keeping his attention with a hand on his face –
keeping him awake while they assess the damage. The bullet has an exit
wound in his back, which is another good sign, but he’s still weak and
losing quite a bit of blood.
Nothing they can’t treat, as long as he gets urgent care now.
