Passing the Torch (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation 1)

I heard the back door slam open at the same time as the front door exploded. Police swarmed around me with their guns drawn.

It was a clusterfuck with no one really knowing what was going on, but all I wanted them to do was help Reva. “She needs help,” I screamed urgently.

Two officers dropped next to me. One started compressions on her chest while the other moved me out of the way. Sirens wailed in the distance, and I sat back on my haunches while I watched two strangers try to bring Reva back to life.

I watched in shock, people moving around me, but I couldn’t take my eyes off Reva. I only had her for a short time, and she was gone.

“Come back to me, Sunshine,” I croaked. “Come back to me.”

The officer blew into her mouth and then stopped to check her pulse. “It’s weak, but it’s there.”

She had a pulse.

She wasn’t dead.

The siren of the ambulance filled the duplex, and I jumped up to my feet. Two paramedics rushed into the living room and quickly loaded her up onto the stretcher. They wheeled her out, and I followed close behind.

“Hero.”

My head snapped over to the walkway to Reva’s. Ransom strode over to me and laid his hand on my arm. “You’re gonna have to stay here.”

I ripped my arm from his hold. “The fuck I am. I’m going with Reva.”

He tried to grab my arm again, but I took a step toward the ambulance. “I’m going with her. If you’ve got any fucking questions, you can ask me them at the hospital.” I wasn’t up for Ransom acting like his usual asshole self. I had nothing to do with what happened. All I wanted to do was make sure Reva was going to be okay.

He pointed his finger at me. “You so much as step foot out of that hospital before you talk to me, I’ll arrest your ass, you got me?”

I hopped into the back of the ambulance with Reva and grabbed her hand. “Is she okay?” I asked the paramedic.

He was hooking her up to all sorts of machines and getting IV bags ready. “She’s got a weak pulse. We’re doing everything we can for her right now.”

I squeezed her hand and closed my eyes.

She was going to be all right.

She had to be.

*

Chapter Twenty-Four

Hero

“I brought you a change of clothes.”

I shook my head. “I’m fine.”

Greta dropped the duffel bag at my feet and sat down next to me. “She’s sleeping, Hero. I can sit with her for ten minutes while you haul your ass to the shower and wash the blood from your skin.”

“What if she wakes up?” I asked.

“Then I’ll come running for you like the British are coming.”

Reva was going to make it. She had some recovering to do, but she would be fine in the long run. After Harry had dropped her from the ceiling into his bedroom, he smothered a chloroform rag to her face and thought she had died. His plan, which he only half succeeded with, was to kill Reva and then kill himself to meet her on the other side since he couldn’t have her here.

The guy was a fucking lunatic who was obsessed with Reva. His obsession had turned deadly when Reva and I got together. It had pushed him completely into the nuthouse.

“Luna is outside. She’s talking to Ransom.”