The nurse tucks me in. I should get up and figure out how I can help Connor, but I can’t keep my eyes open anymore.
Chapter 31
He is still under
Dina
When I wake up again, the nurse helps me to the bathroom, but then follows me in and closes the door, shutting both of us in the small space. Isn’t she supposed to be outside while I do my business? Maybe she thinks I need more help.
“I can go on my own,” I tell her.
She turns on the faucet and whispers, “When I left the parking spot in front of the store that exploded, a large black SUV took my space. There were two people in the car. After I overheard you talking about a man trapped under the rubble, I told my supervisor what I remembered. My supervisor told the chief of police, right in front of me. Yet, it’s been hours since that happened, and nobody seems to be searching for this man.”
“Because the man is Declan Crossbow.” It’s actually Connor, but I must honor Connor’s wish to be the trap for anyone who might want to hurt his brother.
“Who is Declan Crossbow?” the nurse asks.
She’s not a Selnoan. “A pain in the chief’s butt.”
She turns away so I can do my business and turns back to me while I wash my hands afterward. I wince at the image reflected in the mirror. I look worse after my nap. Bruises are starting to color me purple.
The nurse’s tag faces her, not me, so I can’t read her name.
“Even if he’s a pain in the ass, how can they leave him to die?” she asks.
“He’s a very big thorn in the ass.”
She bites her lip. “Now I don’t know what to do about it. We can’t just leave a man to die.”
“You must be new in town.”
“I’m afraid I am. I’m a travel nurse. This is my first assignment.”
Sergei knocks on the door. “You girls about done in there?”
“Yes, sir, we’re coming right out.” She makes a face. “Little impatient, are we?”
Slowly, I manage to walk to the bed and sit down. “Get out,” I tell him.
“Dina—”
“Don’tDiname. Get out. Get out. Get out. I never want to see you again. You stand for everything that’s wrong with men today, and for a while there, I hated half the population of Earth. So get out.”
Sergei rolls his eyes. “The insurance company will want to speak with both of us.”
“The insurance company?”
“The salon had insurance, remember? I bought it because I took care of our business. You did…”
I press my palms over my ears and watch Sergei turn red in the face. He hates it when I don’t listen, but what else can I do when I can’t leave the room and when he refuses to leave? I don’t want to have to listen to him, and I can’t get him to shut up.
He shouts. I can hear him.
“Lalalala. I’m not hearing you. Get out.”
Sergei takes a step toward me, but the nurse puts her hand out, trying to stop him. I uncover my ears.
“Sir, you should go, or I’ll have to call security.”
