Heath insisted on riding to the hospital with Dillon and Jamie. He sat in the back of Dillon’s Lumina, not once during the ride breaking his silence. For that, Dillon was glad. He didn’t trust himself to speak.
The drive to Chicago General seemed to take forever. Dillon barely remembered parking the car or making the trip from the parking garage to the emergency room.
What he would never forget, though, was the look on Ash’s face as he rushed to meet them. Ash started to say something to Dillon, but the minute he caught site of Heath, all hell broke loose.
“What the f**k did you bring him for? He’s the reason Megan is in this condition in the first place.” And before Dillon could stop him, Ash made a dive at Heath, slugging him hard in the jaw.
Heath didn’t even try to defend himself.
