Chapter 50
"I need to stop at my apartment."
Andi looked at Tim, who was slumped against his door, looking pale and shaky. "Do you really think that's a good idea?"
"No. But I have some medicine that will take away this pain."
Her fingers clenched the steering wheel tightly as she signaled and changed the direction they were heading. The clock read 2:00 a.m. The few vehicles they passed were either people heading home from a bar or were the few who worked nights.
Glancing at Tim, he looked like a kid who was pouting and feeling sorry for himself. Her instinct was to yell at him, which is what she'd wanted to do since she'd found him, but she knew that was pointless. Just like every other time, she'd tried to talk some sense into him.
Pulling up across from his apartment, she glared a
