“Please help her, she’s been shot!” We run with her into the hospital, her unconscious and bleeding body in Cassian’s arms.
Everybody looks at us in shock, and the nurses come running, bringing a stretcher.
Cassian lays her bloody body on the bed and they rush away with her.
“What happened over here?” One of the nurses asks us in concern, and I run my fingers through my hair.
I know how this probably looked. Horrible.
We were all full of blood and we looked messy.
“We were attacked.” Alex says, putting on his famous sweet smiles.
“I am going to call the cops.” She turns away, and Alex puts his hand on her shoulder, and she turns around.
“I would prefer if you didn’t do that.” He smiles, and the lady scoffs.
“You all look like gangsters. Do you know how that looks? Never mind t
