“Brian!”
Calista didn't remember moving. One second she was standing outside the car, frozen on her feet as she watched the red patch growing on Brian’s shirt, then next she was moving, yanking the door and shouting, “Get him inside! Now!”
Jaxon didn't question her, he was already moving, the fear evident in his eyes. Fear was definitely evident in all of Calista’s features. She wasn't going to watch someone else die on her today.
She wouldn't. She couldn't.
It'll be a blow that might take a great deal to come out of. She liked Brian. He seemed soft and sweet, and she didn't want him to die.
Jaxon pulled Brian out, cradling him like he was glass. Aaron rushed ahead and threw the apartment building door open, his gun raised while his eyes scanned everywhere, finally useful for once
