Chapter 22
John Halsey delivered the news without sugarcoating. “They’ve been found. They were in a car accident and the driver who hit them called 911. It doesn’t look good, gentlemen. You’re gonna want to hurry to the hospital.”
Atlas wanted to drive fast, he wanted to go 150 miles per hour. But getting himself killed wouldn’t help Fino or Ebony, and he’d vowed to protect them from here on out.
I’m coming, he whispered as he fought the urge over and over to run red lights and stop signs, his knuckles the color of chalk on the steering wheel. Wait for me. Don’t give up, baby.
Beside him, by the looks of things, Cormac was every bit as terrified and trying just as hard to hold it together.
As they rounded the corner to the hospital, he spoke suddenly.
“Atlas…you and I have never part
