CHAPTER 52
Cain’s POV
I finished replacing the blood-soaked bandage around my side, while Grim was still pacing my bedroom with Mara’s phone pressed against his ear. The call rang for several seconds before cutting off again. He cursed beneath his breath, lowered the phone, then immediately dialed the number once more.
Nothing.
He looked over at me. “She’s still not answering.”
I pulled my shirt back down carefully, ignoring the sting that shot through the stab wound. “How many times have you tried it?”
“I’ve lost count.”
I reached for my leather jacket, then thought better of it. The weight would only irritate my injury. Instead, I grabbed my truck keys from the bedside table.
“I don’t think there’s any use calling. I’ll go check them out at the mall.”
Grim frowned. “Are you su
