“Bella, angel, are you all right? Angel, please speak to me. Forgive me.”
Bella’s eyes opened, frightened, darting around the room. Then she frowned.
Where the hell am I?
“Hey, baby. You’re awake.”
She turned her head and looked into those hazel eyes she loved so much.
“Hi,” she said weakly. “Where am I?”
Nathan sighed. “You are in the intensive care unit at Phoenix Memorial,” he said, gently squeezing her hand.
“And we’re very glad to see you awake,” came a voice from the doorway.
She looked and saw Stacy, Brad, and Max standing there.
She closed her eyes. “We were attacked.”
“We know, baby,” Nathan said softly.
“I was on the phone with you,” she said. “And then I saw this guy come up to Grandpa, and I heard him say something about a gift from someone named Werner? And the guy
