CHAPTER FORTY
YURI
I exit the building and head for my car. One of Pap’s men sees me coming with an unconscious Charlie and runs to help me get her in the car. I start to place her gently in the back seat.
“You ride with her,” he suggests, “I’ll drive.”
I let him because I honestly can’t handle not having her in my arms right now. I’m so scared right now. Her side is a bloody mess and more blood keeps seeping out.
Once we’re seated, I place my hand on her side and applied pressure. She winces and cries out in pain her eyes still closed.
“Don’t worry. I’m here! We’ll get you all fixed up.” I say, “Drive! NOW!” and we’re off to the hospital. I don’t give a fuck that the doctors and nurses will probably call the cops, but I probably should.
“Call the boss and have him tell Liam which hospital we’re going to. I want him to run interference with the hospital staff.” I command.
“Will do!” he says.
We’re weaving in and out of traffic and running every red light and stop sign. I’m glad I have Charlie secured in my lap so I can help buffer her body against any pot holes. She is turning whiter by the second.
“Go faster!” I shout.
It seems like it takes us hours to arrive, but once the car is parked, I throw the door open, position Charlie so she’s comfortable in my arms and run in through the Emergency Room doors.