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“Yeah. But I got you back. And that’s what matters.”

Dylan started screaming. For help.

For both of them.

Then people were there.

“Damn it, bro. Always getting in trouble. You trying to copy Gil now? Always were trying to do whatever we did.” Ben was there. Lifting Dylan away. Fletcher tried to hold on to her, he just couldn’t. “How bad, Fletch?”

“Not sure. Her?”

“She’s going to be okay. You both are. We’re going to make sure of it,” another voice said. He thought he recognized it. Nate, his cousin Perci’s husband.

“Take care of her,” Fletcher said.

“Nope. You first. I’m good, Fletchie. I’m good.”

“Josh is right here. He’s going to take a look at Dylan. She’s in better shape than you are, Fletch.”

“You swear? I need to see her.”

“She’s right here. She’s bleeding a little, but we’re going to take care of that. And she’s hurt her arm, but it’s fixable. For now…choppers are coming in now. Nate ordered them special,” his cousin Josh said. Josh was a paramedic. Nate was the head of the hospital.

And Ben was there. “Take care of my girl, Ben. Until I can take care of her myself.”

“Of course, baby bro. No questions asked.” His brother patted him on the shoulder. People were around, people Fletcher knew would take care of her.

He could just hear the sound of helicopters in the distance.

Fletcher closed his eyes. She was going to be okay. He could rest now.

CHAPTER 92

Everyone was pacing,going crazy with worry. Dixie was doing what she could to keep her mother, her grandmother, and Dahlia and Dorie as calm as possible. It had just been ninety minutes since they had all left. And they hadn’t heard anything.

No one knew what was going on. They just didn’t.

Devaney was prowling. There was no other way to describe it. She was freaking. Nothing freaked that girl out. Nothing.

Except this.

Marin’s phone rang. She was coordinating information with Brandt. Brandt was out there. He knew what was going on.

Everyone just froze.

Marin put him on speaker.

“We have her. She’s hurt—broken arm, for sure. Taking her to the hospital now. Bruce is still out there somewhere. He ran away like the fucking coward he is. Fletch and Quade are wounded. Taking everyone who needs it to the hospital now.”

That was all he had to say. Everyone ran to the doors.

They were going to be there waiting when Dylan needed them.

They just were.

No matter what.

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