“I’m at the Amber Ridge Hospital. I’m okay but…I need you.”
“We need to get to the hospital,” Zane growled to Ethan.
Ethan turned the car. “We’re around the corner.”
“I’m coming, honey.”
“I’m in the waiting room. I have to go.”
“Bonnie—”
She’d already hung up.
Dammit!
The second Ethan pulled into the parking lot, Zane was out and running. When he stepped into the waiting area, he saw her, sitting on a chair, eyes red, cheeks tear-stained. Noah sat beside her, and Addie beside him.
“Bonnie.”
Her eyes lifted, and she stood before immediately falling into his arms.
“What happened? Are you hurt?”
She pulled back. “He tried to shoot me, but Indie threw herself onto me, and the bullet…it hit her, Zane.”
Indie had been shot. Shot with a bullet intended for Bonnie.
“I don’t know if she’s okay,” Bonnie whispered. “I don’t know if her baby’s okay!”
He cursed and pulled her back into his chest.
She tensed in his arms. “You smell like fire.”
“Don’t worry about that.”
Noah’s phone rang. He stood and answered it. “Colt?” There was a short pause. “Thank God!” He hung up and turned to them. “Indie’s out of surgery. Both her and the baby are okay.”
Bonnie collapsed into his side, new tears building in her eyes. He tightened an arm around her, taking most of her weight.
“What’s going on?” Ethan asked when he reached their little group.
“Indie was shot protecting Bonnie.”
Ethan’s eyes narrowed.
Bonnie frowned at Ethan, then him. “You both look like you were in a fire. Where have you been? And don’t brush me off and say nowhere.”
“We—”
The hospital doors opened, and Jesse and Holden stepped in.
“I came as fast as I could,” Jesse said. “How is she?”
“Her and the baby are okay,” Noah replied.
“Thank God. What happened?”
“There was a shooter on the street hiding behind a car.” There was an edge of anger in Noah’s voice. But also something else. Guilt, maybe? Because he’d been the one who was supposedto protect his sisters. “I didn’t see him. He was to the side of the street and I…I wasn’t looking. Fuck, I should have been looking.”
