We made it back to the hospital in fifteen minutes. Lycian drove like death was chasing us.
Maybe it was.
The fourth floor was quieter now. Past visiting hours. Just a few nurses at their stations. They looked up when we passed but didn’t stop us.
Madison’s room. Door closed. No guards. No Marcus.
Lycian pushed it open without knocking.
Madison was awake. Sitting up. Looking at her phone. She dropped it when she saw us.
“Get out,” she said.
“No.” Lycian closed the door behind us. Locked it. The click echoed. “We need to talk.”
“I have nothing to say to either of you.”
“Really? Because I just watched security footage from Rosewood Bar.” He pulled out his phone. “Saw you get attacked by a man. A tall man. Definitely not Elowen.”
Her face went pale. Actually pale.
“I don’t know wha
