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Brigit was dead

Chapter Forty-Nine

Hospitals didn’t sh ti to knohat real death s room didn’t smell like any of that It reeked of antiseptic and hopelessness, but not death

Des followed the trail of blood fro across froer than life in the tiny, badly abused chairs I hadn’t spoken to them the entire time we’d been here, and they’d proven to be exceptionally patient up to this point

"Secret…" Lucas hazarded to be the first to speak

"I want you to kill the

"What?"

"Mercy’s pack I want you to kill the to be for him to drive them out of h

Maybe he ishing he hadn’t spoken "I can’t--"

"You can You will You owe an over my blood-stained sundress One of the nurses had offeredon the chair beside me, untouched I wasn’t ready to take the dress off yet

I also didn’t knoe aiting

We’d been taken to a huit should have been declared dead on the scene, but I think they’d recognized Lucas and wanted tolives It was horseshit anyway She’d been undead first Now she was just dead

A neave of tears started streaht the if I was okay I wasn’t, and there wasn’t e that Unless Lucas killed Mercy’s pack

When he killed Mercy’s pack

A short lasses ca hair and boyish face, I couldn’t help but think of Radar fro with Grande, rose to his feet to meet the doctor

"I’lasses

I swore doctors only wore glasses so they could take thehten dramatic moods Dr Nicholas needn’t have bothered, there was no more room for drama here

"You’re Miss Stewart’s…friends?"

"We were her fa down at my hands She’d been my family

"You were the one who carried her to the coffee shop" The way the doctor phrased it, there wasn’t a question Since he already had his answer, I didn’t bother replying "That was a very brave thing you did," he added with adh emotion left into get the conversation back on track "About Brigit?"

Dr Nicholas reached to his face before realizing he already had the glasses in his hands and couldn’t remove them a second time "I’m afraid I have bad news"

Across the roorew sullen That was the first ti out hope Until the ht there was a chance ere getting Brigit back

Seeing his face now, it was like she had died all over again, because for hio to hi would be okay, but I couldn’t Nothing was going to be okay, and I couldn’t pretend to feel so would be okay, and look where it had gotten us

"Brigit sustained a serious gunshot wound to the chest The bullet lodged near her spine and did incredible dareat deal of blood, and by the tione I’m very sorry If it’s any consolation, she likely didn’t suffer--"

"What did you say?" I asked, suddenly shaken from my zombie state