Chapter 137 Hundred And Thirty Seven

• Zane's POV
• I had never driven so fast in my life. I had placed Belle comfortably in the back seat before turning on the ignition. As she lay in the back seat, her breathing was faint and shallow and for every fucking time I glanced at her through the rearview mirror, I was shot with fear that burned hotter than any damn bullet ever would.
• I rounded off the road that led to Zeke’s hospital. One more glance at the rearview mirror and I dialed Zeke’s line with a quick tap. My phone was clutched in one hand and while the other hand was gripping the steering wheel.