Chapter Ten
Dagger jerked, unaware that he had fallen into a light, exhausted sleep. It took a moment for his mind to clear and for him to realize it was the soft chime of the surgery unit finishing that had woken him. He rose stiffly out of the chair and walked over to the unit.
He reached over and pressed the panel, opening the cover. His eyes flashed briefly to the readings above the unit, all signs showing normal. He breathed a sigh of relief as he turned his attention back to Jordan. Her cheeks were flushed with the slight pink color that he remembered.
His gaze moved down to her stomach. It was healed with only a faint red line showing where the skin had been torn and blistered. She would always carry a light scar from her wound, but at least she would live. He carefully picked up
