Chapter 28Oliver caught a quick breath, forced his eyes open. How long he’d been out, he wasn’t sure. From where he was, he could see Greg’s feet in the doorway. Greg didn’t move, so Oliver still had time to act.
He held his breath as he sat up. Just ignore the pain, it will pass soon enough. He had much more pressing issues to worry about than the fire in his chest and the blood that soaked his bandage and ran down his leg.
As he put his hand against the floor, he realized there was a crystal in his hand. It was the black tourmaline one that had been around Greg’s neck. Norah must have taken it, but where was she now?
He kept his voice low. “Norah?”
No response, but maybe she was staying hidden, which was good. Oliver grabbed the baseball bat, used it as a cane as he stepped to the do
