Du Rose Legacy
Chapter 1Logan felt for a pulse on his friend’s blood-soaked neck and found nothing. His grip slipped in the red slick and he forced his index and middle fingers into the space beneath the left side of Boris’ broken jaw. Closing his eyes, he waited. The weak, irregular beats forced a sigh of relief from his pursed lips. “Let’s hope you’re lucky, mate,” Logan breathed. He reached for the phone in his pocket and dialled triple one for emergency, explaining his location to the efficient operator. “Yeah, it’s bad,” he said, casting an experienced eye over Boris’ twisted body. “Multiple breaks and blood loss.”
While the dispatcher chattered in his ear, Logan felt around Boris’ limbs, finding a broken arm and perhaps dislocated knee. He snatched a cloth from a sideboard and ball
