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Bree had reached the end cubicle With nowhere else to go, she judged David was level with the co her breath, she waited until she heard hi back the way she had coun She had a syringe The odds were not exactly even

As David swept back the curtain on the final cubicle, Bree sprang at hiht the syringe around toward his face with her other hand As he gave a bellow and tried to shake her off, she felt like a kitten hanging on to an enraged bear

One chance That’s all

David squire from her It was now or never Bree sucked in a breath, jabbed the needle into his right eye and depressed the plunger

Screaun clattered to the floor and Bree kicked it across the roo so hard she could barelyinto the corridor, she collapsed to her knees and was caught in Shirley’s arms before she hit the floor

Rylan didn’t knohere he was All he knew for sure was that every part of hiht shoulder It felt like he’d been pinned to the bed by an iron stake Maybe he had, because there was no way he could move that side of his body

He was too tired to do more than open his eyes for a few seconds at a tiured he h the roo of iveaway

Eventually, he ony shot through hi on the chair next to the bed had fallen asleep, slu close to his hand Rylan couldn’t see her face, but he knew those curls He loved those curls

Lifting his hand with difficulty, he twisted his fingers in Bree’s hair A smile touched his lips and he closed his eyes

When he woke again, the rooone He frowned Was it a dream? What had happened after he was shot? Had David been captured or had he escaped?

“Hey, there” The unfa in his ears, and he winced

Turning his head carefully to the right, he rode the wave of dizziness The nurse was checking thethe results on an electronic tablet

“Water?” His voice sounded like it belonged to someone else Someone who had sandpaper in place of vocal cords

She brought hih everything in him rebelled at his helplessness, he knew he couldn’t ratefully