Chapter 16: Aftermath and Quiet
Rain still fell hard on the bridge. Damien lay on the wet wood, his eyes open but empty.
The empty syringe hung from his leg. Elara screamed his name and crawled to him with Jordan still in her arms.
“Damien! Look at me!”
She pressed her fingers to his neck. His pulse was weak and fast. His skin already felt cold.
Marcus reached them first. He pulled the syringe out and threw it aside. “What was in it?”
Elara shook her head. Tears mixed with rain. “I do not know. Elias said it could stop a heart.”
Jordan clung to her neck and cried. “Is Daddy dead?”
“No,” Elara said quickly. “No, baby. He is not dead.”
She looked up at Marcus.
“We need a hospital now. The best one. Private. No public records.”
Marcus already had the radio to his mouth.
“Medica
