Page 106 of Love Takes Home

“She’s going to be alright,” I call out to him.

“Thank fuck.”

“Everyone needs to stay outside the room, okay?” Sam asks. “I need to call this in and get an ambulance here for Ginny.”

I nod at him, and he walks to the door. “Nobody else enters that room,” he tells Davis again.

“Understood.”

“Why didn’t she wait for someone?” Mr. Mills asks.

“She couldn’t,” I answer. “I begged her to wait, and she said she couldn’t wait.”

“She was afraid he was going to come clean up the mess and act like it never happened,” Tiny offers.

“Where was he?” I ask. “His car isn’t outside.”

“I can answer that,” Aiden says, looking into the room and whistling. “He fucked this shit up.”

“Are you carrying a baby?” I ask, momentarily distracted.

He grins, bouncing a baby in his arms. “This guy,” he nods to Davis, “asked me to hold him while he came inside.”

“What do you know?”

“He parked at the baseball field. Behind the cages. Out of sight. No way to see that from the parking lot of the main building.”

“Are we really just going to stand here and watch you sit next to a dead body with my sister in your arms?” Davis asks, looking tortured.

“We stay here until the ambulance gets here and they can safely move her. I don’t know how hard he hit her or if he hurt her neck or bounced her brain.”

“Logical.” Ranger nods his approval as the one with medic training.

“And this wouldn’t be the first time I’ve been next to a dead body.”

“Did you really shoot him after Ginny?” Davis asks.

“Bet your ass I did. I didn’t want there to be any chance that this fucktwat would ever move again.”

Davis looks behind him, grimacing. “Incoming,” he quietly says.

“Where is she?” Trish asks loudly. I stare at Davis, hopefully getting my point across to shut her the hell up.

“She’s in the classroom,” Davis tells her.

She’s quick, I’ll give her that. Without missing a beat, she doesn’t do what the guys did and pause at the door, she comesmarching into the room. Or she starts to, at least. Davis is quick enough to grab her around the waist and pull her back.

“What the fuck? Let me go!”

“Can’t do that, Sugar,” he calmly tells her. “It’s an active crime scene. You need to stay out here.”

“But Ginny’s in there,” she fights against him.

“And Joker’s got her.”

“Is she hurt?”

“She’ll be alright. She just needs to rest for a little bit, okay?”