There was nothing better than having a brother like Bryan.
That was it. Zane and I were completely done for good.
I was just waiting for my private investigator to send over the evidence when the call came out of the blue.
The hospital said Bryan had been beaten up and was admitted with severe injuries.
I rushed to the hospital in a panic, and there he lay, covered head to toe in blood. I could do nothing but sob and beg the doctors to save him.
Six hours later, Bryan's surgery finally wrapped up.
When they wheeled him out of the operating room, he was covered in tubes from head to toe. Right before my eyes, they rolled him straight into the intensive care unit.
I had nothing left to do but beg the heavens above to spare his life. I stood at the ICU entrance, my eyes locked on him,
