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A shooter hung out of a window from the building they’d just got out of.
“Myles!” He aimed his weapon and pulled the trigger once. He released a curse, watching his bullet slam into the brick building, missing the intended target.
Myles ran to his side and aimed his weapon at the building.
He knelt by Aspen’s side. Her wide eyes were full of pain. Seeing the pool of blood underneath her, he released a curse. Her body writhed on the ground in agony as she gripped her leg.
“Come on, baby,” he murmured and scooped her up in his arms.
She cried out and wrapped her arms around his neck. He took off in a dead sprint toward the truck where Zain had been waiting. The back door flew open, allowing him to crawl inside with her.
The sound of her cry broke his heart as he shut the door behind him. The passenger door flew open with Brodie jumping inside.
“Let’s move!” Zain yelled out of his window.
The sound of wheels screeching filled the air above Aspen’s pained cries. The truck jerked as Zain made a hard turn and flew away from the trap. Declan’s eyes were fixed on Aspen, trying to find where she’d been shot.
“Declan,” she gasped.
“Where are you hit?” He roamed his hands over her legs and came away drenched in her blood.
Their bodies tilted as Zain took a hard turn.
He’d watched a bullet slam into her vest and had felt his heart leap into his throat. If he could find the fucker who’d dared to shoot her, he’d kill the man with his bare hands.
“My leg,” she moaned when he grazed his hand along it again, trying to find the wound.
His hand met the soaked area of her jeans. A curse slipped from his lips.
Her front thigh.
“I’ve got to put pressure on it,” he murmured, pressing down on it. She screamed and writhed on the back seat. “We need a hospital!”
“We’ve got company,” Zain growled.
Declan glanced up and met Zain’s eyes in the rearview mirror. Declan was confident in Zain’s ability to handle the road. It was engrained in all of them.
The back window shattered, spraying glass everywhere. Declan ducked, leaning over Aspen.
“Stay with me, baby,” he pleaded.
Her pain-filled eyes met his, and she jerked her head in a nod.
“Hold us steady!” Brodie shouted, rolling his window down as another truck sped up beside them.
Declan sat up. Brodie expertly shot out the tire of the truck which sent it careening off the side of the road. It slammed into a pole.
Zain controlled their truck and drove off, flying like bats out of Hell.
Declan glanced down and found Aspen’s eyes closed.
“Aspen!” he shouted over the roar of the engine.
She didn’t respond. His heart pounded as he shook her. He tightened his hold on her leg. Her head rolled to the side, and a fear like he’d never known gripped him. He released her leg and reached for her neck, trying to find a pulse. “No, no, no, no.”
“Call ahead to the hospital and let them know we’re coming with a gunshot,” Zain snapped to Brodie.
He navigated the truck through the streets.
