‘You want me to lie?’ I asked as I got closer to the hospital.
‘He deserved it. That is what I will say. I will explain when you hand him over.’
So, stupidly, I had done as he asked. I handed him over and the doctors did what they could. He was in a bad way. And when I returned later to the hospital to look for Bailey, Harley’s parents were both so grateful to me for saving his life. Yet, in truth, I could not feel like a hero, not when I knew the truth. Not when I knew my brother was to blame.
Miles had been waiting for me outside the hospital after I had dropped Harley off, anger written on his face. He looked like he wanted to tear me limb from limb.
“Why?!” he snapped, the moment I came close, and I simply shook my head.
‘There is a guy in there literally knocking on death’s do
