CHAPTER 51
Kimmie woke up to the sound of a muffled conversation.
“... captured right near Northern Lights Boulevard ...”
“... arson and attempted murder ...”
“... still can’t believe how this could have happened.”
She opened her eyes. “Hello?”
Her sister was at her bedside in an instant. “You’re awake. Hey, over here. She’s awake. Someone go get the nurse. Wait, I’ll use the call button. Do you need more morphine?”
Kimmie squinted her eyes in the blinding overhead light and wondered if this was how Chuck felt when he woke up with a hangover.
“How are you doing?” Taylor was beside her. There was something familiar about his presence. Memories of smoke and flame flashed in her mind.
“That was you?” Her voice was hoarse and untested, unfamiliar even to herself, but he smiled.
“Yeah
