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“Micah?” Patsy looked up at Coby needing to know Micah was going to be all right but she was scared.

“Ambulance is here. The sooner he gets to the hospital, the sooner they can remove the slug. Do you want to come to the office with me for a statement?” Coby asked her.

“Does it look like I want to go to your office? I am going to the hospital with Micah.”

Coby ran his hand over his mouth. “Yes ma’am.”

She watched as the paramedics rolled a stretcher to Micah but checked him over first. It seemed like an awful lot of blood for just a shoulder wound but then what did she know about gunshot wounds? She stood and stepped back to give them room.

“Son of bitch was carrying a Smith and Wesson 500 Magnum,” the agent, Coby had called Carver said from nearby.

“Shit,” Coby muttered.

“What does that mean?” Patsy asked as she looked back and forth between the two agents.

Coby stared at her then took a deep breath. “I’m not going to lie to you, Miss Murphy. It’s a very powerful weapon. It’s very accurate and lethal.”

“But he was only shot in the shoulder,” she exclaimed.

“It doesn’t matter where he was shot. That weapon has a high velocity speed and it’s deadly.”

Patsy felt like she was going to pass out and she must have looked like it too, because Coby suddenly wrapped his arms around her.

“He could die?” Her voice shook as she asked the question and not wanting to think about losing Micah.

“It’s a possibility. I’m not going to sugar coat it. Doesn’t matter where he was shot, a gun of that caliber could rip through blood vessels like paper going through a shredder. Look, I know you don’t want to hear it but it’s really best if you do. He’s going to need surgery and hopefully, he didn’t suffer enough damage to lose his arm or his life. Come on…let’s go.”

Coby led her to the ambulance and put her inside. “I’ll be there after I wrap things up here.”

Patsy sat on the bench in the ambulance and stared down at Micah. His skin was pale, and she wanted to shout at him to wake up. She didn’t pay any attention to what the paramedic was saying as he hooked IVs up to Micah then put an oxygen mask over his face. She couldn’t take her eyes off him. He could die. Tears rolled down her cheeks, but she kept holding his hand and staring at him. She appreciated Coby being honest with her because she knew if Micah was awake, he’d lie to her. Hell, he’d told her he was fine and it was just a flesh wound.

Damn you, Micah Turner! Damn you!

Hours later, she sat beside his bed watching him sleep. The surgery had gone well and the doctor said he was going to be fine. He wasn’t going to lose his arm, but he would be out of commission a while. She’d already decided she was going to stay with him until he was on his feet again. Thedoctor told her it could be up to two weeks before he’d be able to use his arm well enough to be on his own.

She sat there staring at him and heard someone enter the room and looked over her shoulder to see an older version of Micah. This had to be his father.

“Hello, I’m Mitcham Turner, Micah’s dad.” He stuck his hand out to her when she stood.

“Hello, Mr. Turner. I’m Patsy Murphy.” She smiled, taking his hand in hers.

“It’s nice to meet you. Coby just told me why you were here. I’m glad that’s all over with now.”

“Yes sir, I am too but I hate that Micah was hurt because of me.”

“Part of the job,” Mitcham said with a smile.

A beautiful woman in her mid to late fifties entered the room, hesitated a moment when her gaze fell on Mitcham Turner, but then she turned and smiled at Patsy.

“Hello, I’m Laura Turner, Micah’s mother. I’m glad you’re all right now, Miss Murphy and out of danger.”

“Yes ma’am, I am. Thank you.”

Patsy had no idea what more she could say but she could definitely see where Micah got his good looks. His father was very handsome, and his mother must have been breathtakingly beautiful when she was younger because she was still stunning.

Coby entered the room, greeted the pair, and leaned in to kiss Laura Turner’s cheek then looked at Patsy.

“I can give you a ride back to Micah’s if you’re ready to go, Patsy.”

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