I blink. Cam is standing by my bed.
“You take it easy,” I blink.
“Your face needs to take it easy,” Cam shoots back at me.
I smile, then wince. Everything hurts.
“In all seriousness,” Cam plumps up my pillow. “You need to rest. Your body has been through enough trauma in the past few days to last a lifetime.”
I nod.
“What’s with all these Saber Sisters getting banged up?”
I turn my head to see Wysdom Ward barreling into my room.
“It’s because the men in their lives don’t protect them,Mi Amor,” Luke growls from behind them.
We all pounce on him at once.
“Now wait just a damn minute…”
“Hold on there, Captain Caveman…”
“You may be a God Among Men, but sometimes you’re a real bonehead, you know?” Wysdom places her hand on his arm.
Luke doesn’t apologize. Bless his heart. He’s the best little brother a gal could have.
I smile at everyone. “Hey, I need a moment with my sister-in-law.”
Cam raises an eyebrow but says nothing, dragging our well-meaning brother out of the room.
Wysdom plops on the side of the bed. “How are you feeling?”
“Like I’ve been run over, shot, and thrown off a cliff,” I smirk. “Never better.”
“Ryker has been by your bedside since they brought you to the hospital,” Wysdom winks at me. “Hashtag Rycat reigns!”
I roll my eyes. “Before you ship the shit out of us, and everyone comes back into this room, I need to ask you about something Rose said before he died.”
Wysdom nods.
“He said he killed for you,” I wait for a reaction.
She nods again. “He certainly believed that.”
I pause for her to say something else, but she doesn’t. “Why did he believe that?”
“I might have, indirectly, suggested that maybe there was a bad man in the prison where he lived. Worse than all the murderers in there,” Wysdom stares right at me. “It was the guy who stole Ruston and abused all of those boys. That child predator cut a deal for a much lighter sentence.”
My blood pressure shoots up. I know this because the machine next to the bed starts beeping furiously. “How light?”
“Light enough that he’d be out of prison before Ruston ever went to high school,” Wysdom says. “And no one in the prison knew what that predator did.”
“You made sure Rose knew,” I prompt.
She nods.
“And the predator didn’t survive?”
