Chapter 25

• It took Michael and Chase to get him back to my room. He was barely able to keep himself upright by the time we reached it.
• Once they got him propped up in the bed, I dismissed them, assuring them I would call if I needed anyone.
• I bathed his cuts again, they were starting to clot, iced a hand that looked no better and then sat on the bed staring at him. The time to wait had passed, my patience was depleted. “Tell me what happened.”