-LUTHER-
Fox stayed at the hospital, and we were sent home. It was already getting dark, and there was nothing else we could do.
I protested at first, but now, watching Audrey’s shrinking frame in the passenger seat, I’m realizing it was the best call.
Her ponytail was loose, strawberry‑blond strands falling over her pale face. Her hands kept twisting together over her blood‑stained shirt, small movements she doesn’t seem aware of.
"Are you okay there, dove?"
Her blue eyes shifted from the window and landed on me. Her mouth stretched into something meant to be a smile, but it barely held.
"Fine."
I stretched my arm over the console and took her cold hand. With our fingers entwined, I stole her another side glance.
"I'm sorry you had to deal with that f*****g Viper today, Audrey. Ou
