Chapter Thirty-One
Alex
3 a.m. Alaska
As I tried opening my eyes, my thoughts were fuzzy. I stared up at a blank white ceiling. Turning my head sideways, I saw a light blue curtain beside my bed. Just moving my head hurt like hell.
“What the f**k?” I muttered to myself.
Taking in my surroundings, I deduced I was in a hospital bed, and my head throbbed. When I moved to sit up, I discovered I was too weak and collapsed against the pillows.
I tried to remember what happened. It took a moment, but I recalled the engine exploding on Fred’s plane when he landed and running over to check. The last thing I recalled was pulling him out while the passengers leaped to the ground. My memory was a giant blank spot after that.
Yet again, I tried to sit up. When I struggled to breathe, I fell into
