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“It’s not mine.” I cover one of his hands with mine. “Hey. I’m okay, baby. I’m okay.”

A shuddered breath leaves him. For a second, his forehead rests against mine, like he needs the contact to believe it.

Elliot coughs wetly beside us. Julian immediately turns back to him.

“Hold his head up, Ettie.”

I scoot behind Elliot and carefully lift his head into my lap. His left eye is swelling shut. The hole in his shoulder is deep and ugly. Julian has already torn off his belt and cinched it tight around Elliot’s thigh, where a deep gash is still bleeding.

Seeing them both torn up and bleeding because of me makes my eyes sting.

I yank my shirt over my head and ball it up, leaving me in just the bulletproof vest underneath. The cold air hits my skin, but I barely feel it.

“Elliot, stay awake,” Julian says, voice sharp and lethal. “Tell me where you’re hit.”

Elliot mumbles something incoherent.

My eyes cut to Julian. “What happened?”

We killed a lot of people tonight including a high-profile member of the bureau. Prison is most likely in my future. I run through a million ways to try to cover this up. Nothing is going to work.

Julian doesn’t look up from Elliot as he answers. “Val’s got us covered. She’s Eligere now. It’s a long story. Killing Fuller kind of fucked part of the original deal anyway.”

I want to believe this could all just go away, but I doubt that. Elliot’s hurt, and I can’t shake the feeling prison is waiting for me.

Elliot coughs, and one eye opens. He smiles with crimson teeth and says, “And that is how you bring down the FBI.”

“Your blood loss is making you cocky,” I say, pushing his hair off his forehead.

“Nope. My blood runs for you, kid.” He chuckles at his own joke then flinches, and his eyes close.

“Shut up,” I whisper, trying to make air fill my lungs.

Julian’s eyes find mine for a second, and my heart stops.

“Julian, please help him,” I beg. Just then, Riley dumps a medical kit beside him, and Julian immediately starts tearing it open.

“I’ve got you,” he says quietly, voice steady as he works fast. “Both of you.”

CHAPTER 29

Lee

I sit between them in the back seat, Elliot on my left, his head tipped against the window. It took thirty minutes for Julian to get him fixed enough to take him to his uncle’s for surgery. Thankfully, he had the right blood type in his bag. I’m sure it isn’t a coincidence that my doctor always is prepared.

Julian sits on my right with his hand locked around mine. If he notices I’m still shivering, he doesn’t call me on it.

Bash drives like the devil is chasing us, which he probably is.

Headlights flash through the back window as Christian and Riley follow in the second vehicle behind us.

My phone starts vibrating in my pocket. I ignore it. It stops then starts again. Finally, I let go of Julian and swipe it open when it doesn’t let up.

News alerts.

VINE PROJECT EXPOSED: FBI DIRECTOR IMPLICATED IN STUDENT DEATHS, ILLEGAL DRUG TRIALS, AND DISTRIBUTION.

Emily Leighlan’s final video logs are already trending. The clips I’d seen in the cabin were everywhere now. Her face, her voice, the moment she realized they weren’t saving anyone but were being used by a corrupt system.