“De Vos?” he asks in a German accent.
And even though the man gazes at Luca and Jill, I’m the one who stands up. “Is he alive?”
The man looks at me while time seems to slow down. “Yes.”
Chapter 36
Liam
* * *
The machines beeping all around me are annoying as hell. My eyes can barely stay open, but judging from the white room I’m in, it’s definitely a clinic of some sort.
How did I even get here?
Did Jasmine drag me here by herself?
Or am I dead, and is the afterlife set in a German hospital?
I groan when I try to move. Everything hurts, especially my leg.
Fuck, that bullet must’ve gone straight into my thigh. I still remember the visceral pain, but the rest is slowly coming back to me as well.
My brother coming to kill me.
The chase on my motorcycle.
Crashing into the car.
Holding a gun to Jill’s head.
Jasmine.
My eyes burst open at the sight of her teary eyes in the forefront of my mind. The machines around me begin bleeping heavily as I try to sit up straight.
The door opens, and a nurse steps inside. “Sir? Please lie down.”
I ignore her and tear the wires off my body. “Where is she?”
She steps closer. “Sir, please calm down. You just came out of surgery. You need to rest.”
I grasp her by the collar and growl, “I want to see her. Now.”
“Your family is waiting outside for you,” she replies, half-choked up. “I’ll ask the doctor to get them.”
I set her back down again, and she hurries off like she’s seen a ghost.
Like I fucking care.
Only one thing is on my mind, and I will get it one way or another. And if that means I’ll have to fall out of this bed and fucking crawl across the hallway, I will do just that.
Another nurse comes back in to put the stickers and wires back on without saying a word.
“How long is this gonna take?” I ask.
“What? The recovery?” she asks with wide eyes. “I mean … a couple of days.”
“I don’t have a couple of days,” I say. “Any way to speed it up a notch?”