Chapter 19
Brandon
“f**k. You all right, baby? Are you hurt?” I roll off Mary and run my hands along her body, checking for wounds.
She nods her head. “I’m fine. Are you?”
I help her up, and we run to Kelsey instead of going after the fucker who took a shot at me, because I know he’ll be long gone. I kneel down and pull my phone out to call it in. While giving directions and a rundown of what happened, I check Kelsey over and make sure not to move her too much. SShe’s alive, but has a nasty cut on the side of her head that’s gushing blood and probably a concussion. Her eyes roll open, and she moans.
“Don’t move, Kels. An ambulance is on the way,” I tell her, taking off my jacket and covering her shivering body.
Mary digs through her purse and takes out some tissues, applying pressure
