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Jordan focused on it and tried to push down the emotions that were trying to overtake her.

“I wouldn’t want that,” she mumbled. As much pain as she was in now, she didn’t want anything else added to it.

“My name is Jake. I’m going to slide a backboard into the car, so I just need you to hang in there for a moment longer.”

Jordan snorted. Where the hell would she go? It didn’t take long for the crew to carefully get her out of the belt and onto the board. The firemen, of course, had a few jokes to lighten the mood. Jordan was good-natured and allowed the slight jabs. They were gentle as they brought her out of the driver’s window that she hadn’t even realized was shattered. Within moments, she was placed on a gurney and moved into the back of an ambulance where Jake and the other EMT, Connor, hopped in with her. The door shut behind them, enclosing them into the small space.

How did they work in this type of environment? She’d seen the back of an ambulance before, but never as a patient.

Jordan’s body ached everywhere. She grimaced as Jake tightened the blood pressure cuff around her arm. He appeared to be slightly younger than her with a kind smile and medium-brown skin with his hair cut close to his head.

“It won’t be long now before we head in,” Jake said. He hit a button the side of the machine next to her. The cuff on her arm squeezed her.

“General, we are headed in with a MVA that involves a police officer,” Connor reported. He held on to a cellphone while he juggled writing on a clipboard.

“What’s your ETA?” a voice responded.

“Five minutes,” Connor reported.

“Your blood pressure is high,” Jake said.

Jordan turned her attention back to him and stared. When did there become two of him? She blinked and shook her head slightly. High blood pressure? Of course it was. She wasn’t sure if it was high because someone had almost succeeded in takingher out, or the fact that she was going to have to face Bravon head to head.

She didn’t respond. She rested her head back against the gurney and closed her eyes. Maybe if she slept this off, she would feel better.

“Are you in pain?” Jake asked.

She nodded, not wanting to talk.

“Where?”

“Everywhere,” she whispered. She squeezed her eyes shut, not wanting to give in to the sudden urge to cry. Her eyes felt gritty as if sand had been poured into them. She just wished this was a nightmare she could wake up from. She’d wake up, and Rhys would be there to hold and comfort her.

Rhys!

Fuck. She needed him right now, but with Bravon making a move toward her, she was going to have distance herself from him. She bit her lip to stop herself from crying out.

Life certainly wasn’t fair. She knew she had to decide and answer Bravon. He didn’t like being scorned, and her staying with Rhys was giving Bravon the answer he didn’t want.

He would not stop coming for her unless she gave herself up to him.

“I’m going to put an IV in your arm. Are you okay with that?” Jake asked.

Jordan opened her eyes and found him pulling some items out of a drawer.

“I can give you something to dull the pain once I do.”

She nodded. She needed something to relieve this pain, and if he could take it away or at least lessen it, then she’d be his friend for life. Jake pulled out a pair of scissors and began cutting the sleeve off her right arm.

“Officer Knight. Is there someone you want us to call to notify you are being taken to the hospital?” Connor asked.

Jordan turned to Connor, unsure who’s name she could give. Omara was in a delicate state, and Jordan wouldn’t want to scare the baby out of her. Omara would freak out if she received a call that Jordan was in the hospital. Her sister’s imagination would have her thinking the worst.

No, not Omara. Maybe Zain. He could break the news to her better.

No, not Zain. Omara would still freak out.

Her parents were all the way in Atlanta.

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