ROBYN
“And you.” Mom poked Gio, sitting in the passenger’s seat. “You don’t have to hide it from me. I know a bullet wound when I see one, young man.”
Piper and I shared a shocking look.
“I didn’t tell her. I swear,” I whispered to Piper, low enough that my mother wouldn’t hear it.
“I searched for that doctor on the Internet. I don’t care how you got shot, and I’m a healthcare worker. I save lives, not take one.”
“I got shot while working, Mrs. Sharpe,” Gio said politely.
“I don’t wanna know, Gio. I also don’t wanna know how my son-in-law is involved in all of this. If this has something to do with what happened to Robyn, I hope you got that son of a b***h who shot you. Is he dead?”
“Some of them, but I’m afraid he escaped, ma’am.”
Mom looked over her shoulder at me and Piper. “I
