Jason’s POV
“What?” I exclaimed. “No, it can’t be. The Marinos can’t know the location of our private hospital.”
“I don’t know how it happened,” Lucas replied, his voice tense. “Maybe it’s the same way they got into the mansion. But Jason, they’re here, and we need to act fast. You know very well they’re here for you.”
I exhaled heavily, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on me. “Give me a gun,” I demanded, but Lucas shook his head.
“If you want to go and face them, my friend, I don’t think that’s a good idea. You’re still injured,” he said.
“Do I look like I care? I’ve taken on far worse, and in worse shape, if I should remind you!” My voice thundered through the room, filled with defiance and adrenaline. Every fibre of my being was screaming for action, refusing to su
