The pain exploded like fire spreading under my skin the second I tried to sit up straighter.
"Damien, your shoulder," Avery said sharp, her eyes widening as she pulled back the bandage. "It is turning black around the edges. Like veins spreading. This is not normal bleeding."
I clenched my teeth, sweat already beading on my forehead despite the cabin chill. "Feels like acid eating through. That sniper bullet must have been laced with something nasty. Syndicate does not play fair."
She touched the wound lightly and I jerked. "Do not move. It is spreading fast down your arm. Talk to me. How bad is the burn?"
"Like my whole side is on fire," I answered, breathing hard. "Worse than the initial hit. You see this? The black lines are moving. What kind of poison does that?"
Avery leaned in
