Page 54 of His Sacrifice

I drifted back to sleep with Jada by my side.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Jada

“I didn’t tell him.”

“He’s going to want to know,” Murphy insisted.

“I know, but right now I think he needs to focus on just getting better,” I hissed.

“You didn’t tell me what?”

Dammit.

I turned and moved to Creed’s bedside. He had been in and out of sleep the past day. The doctor had said it was normal, and right now rest was the best thing for his body to heal.

“Hey, handsome. You’re looking better.”

“What didn’t you tell me, Jada?” he asked again, his voice stronger than before.

I glared at Murphy. “It’s nothing.”

Creed focused on Murphy. “What is going on?” he demanded.

“Uh, maybe we should come back later,” Tatum called, her voice strained. “You really should be resting, Creed.”

Murphy stepped next to the bed, his expression serious. “I haven’t been able to get in touch with Leo or Apollo. The last time I heard from either of them is when Leo told us he was in the southeast.”

“Greer?” Creed asked, his brows furrowing with concern.

Murphy shook his head. “She hasn’t heard from him either.”

“Shit,” Creed muttered, frustration clear on his face. He struggled to sit up, but I gently pushed him back down.

“Creed, please. You need to rest. Murphy, figure this out,” I said, my voice soft but firm.

His eyes met mine, a mixture of worry and determination. “Jada, I can’t just lie here while Leo and Apollo are missing.”

“I know,” I whispered, my heart aching for him. “But right now, you need to heal. We can’t afford to lose you too.”

He sighed, closing his eyes briefly. “Okay, but I want updates. Constant updates.”

“Of course,” Murphy agreed. “We’ll keep you informed.”

The room fell into a tense silence, the weight of the situation hanging heavy in the air. Tatum and Murphy exchanged worried glances; their concern mirrored in my own heart. We were all on edge, waiting for any news, any sign of Leo and Apollo.

But that wasn’t the only thing we were keeping from Creed.

“There is one more thing,” Tatum called.

Now it was my time to glare at her. Telling Creed about Leo and Apollo was more than enough bad news right now. “No.”

Creed threaded his fingers through mine and squeezed. “Whatever you have to tell me can’t be worse than Leo and Apollo missing.”

I pursed my lips and nodded to Tatum. “Spill the beans, girlfriend.”

“Oh, uh, well,” she stammered.