I hadn’t heard the rest of the conversation.I'd been too busy trying to ignore the paramedic who wanted to shine a light in my eyes to check my pupils.
“You hungry?”Lynx asked, his fingers linking with mine and tugging my arm toward him.
“No.”I wasn’t sure I'd ever be able to eat again.My heart seemed to have dropped to my stomach, and the damn thing throbbed like a bad tooth.I hurt and not only in the physical sense.My only income had been obliterated in one fell swoop, and now I was left with…
Nothing.
It could be worse,the little voice in my head chided.
And yes, I knew that was true.At least no one had been killed.Amy would be fine; Wolfe was fine.Thankfully, no one else had been in the bar at the time.
“He obviously planned this, huh?”I asked Lynx, forcing my eyes open.
“Rhys thinks so,” he noted, gently squeezing my fingers.
“To kill Amy?”
“That’s my guess.”
“At first, when I couldn’t get the door open, I thought the guy at the bar had done it,” I explained.
“What guy?”Lynx’s tone was hard.
“The one who was flirtin’ with me.Never saw him before.When I shut him down, he just walked away.I remember thinkin’ it was odd.Thought maybe it was a joke that he locked us in the bar.”
Then, when the world exploded, I hadn’t given that guy a second thought.
Clearly, I'd been the only one who had thought it was anyone other than Amy’s ex.
I had heard my brother talking, knew he suspected the guy was watching Amy.Obviously, the police chief knew Amy worked at my bar.I had even briefly wondered if he was still there, watching the destruction.Lynx had sounded completely sure of himself when he told Rhys that the bastard was long gone.My brother had agreed.
“Do you think he’ll be back?”I asked him now.
“I do.”
I peered over at him.“Amy said she’s gonna take this opportunity to talk to a reporter since they’ll be doin’ news coverage on it.”
“I heard.”
“Do you think that’ll make it worse?”Not that I thought it could really get any worse than this.
“Don’t know.”
I closed my eyes once again, sighing heavily.I felt defeated.
And the only thing I wanted to do was sleep.For a decade.
ChapterFourteen
Lynx
Standing at the door to the master bedroom, I watched Reagan sleep.I had no idea how long I'd been standing there, observing the rise and fall of her chest beneath the blankets.I simply couldn’t look away.Seeing her in my bed, healthy, strong … alive.My damn heart jolted every fucking time I thought about what happened tonight.How easily she could’ve been ripped from my life.
And every damn time I thought about it, I wanted to put my fist through the wall.
A lot of people accused me of being angry, always looking for a fight.Honestly, that wasn’t the case at all.In fact, I considered myself pretty happy-go-lucky most of the time.
Oh, sure, when my mother died, I had been pissed at the world.Who could blame me, though?The most important woman in my life had been taken from my father and me long before she should have been.My heart had been fractured that day.Over the years, as the minutes and the hours passed, the pain lessened, but my heart still had the fissures in it.Always would.
