THE RUSH AGAINST TIME
Emily had never been this terrified.
Not when Blackwood had come after her.
Not when she had faced Margaret in that boardroom, realizing the woman had been plotting against her for years.
Not even when she had found out the truth about her father’s murder.
But now?
Now, she was on her knees, pressing against James’s wound, whispering desperate prayers under her breath as his blood soaked through her fingers.
"Stay with me," she begged, her voice breaking.
James didn’t respond.
His eyes were closed.
His skin was too pale.
No.
No, no, no.
"Liam!" Emily shouted, panic clawing at her throat.
Liam was already on his phone, barking orders.
"We need a car—NOW!"
Emily’s hands wouldn’t stop shaking. She couldn’t stop the bleeding.
James had taken the bullet fo
