She drove faster than the speed limit allowed.
Adrian sat staring at the lights of the city passing by his window without paying much attention to the pain in his shoulder.
"How bad is it really?" Selena questioned without looking away from the road.
"You mean the bullet wound? I've had worse," Adrian lied.
Selena looked at him, scorn written all over her face, knowing he was just acting tough.
"When?"
Adrian didn't answer because the fact was that he'd never been hurt this way. He'd never been shot at, had never crashed a vehicle, and in fact, no one had ever attempted to kill him.
But to confess that was a weakness.
"We're nearly there," said Selena.
The hospital was in sight, with glowing lights and ambulances parked at the emergency entrance.
Selena pulled into the emergency
