ADDISON
I stayed.
I didn’t move.
I didn’t dare move.
My arms were straight, and I held the gun steady. I tried to keep my breathing even, but what if there were more out there? Cole was on his own—No. I pressed my eyes closed. I couldn’t focus on that. Cole knew what he was doing. Trust Cole. Do what he says. And that was what I did.
After a few minutes he came back. I saw a spark of pride in his eyes as he looked at me, and a jolt of satisfaction coursed through me.
“Okay.” Cole stopped inside the door of the barn. His hand went to his shoulder. “I need you to do some things for me.”
I stood and hurried down the stairs, still holding the gun. He was breathing a little heavy, but that seemed normal. We’d just been attacked. Right?
“Were you shot?” I heard myself ask. His hand never
