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Kyree's need to protect her sister was understood. Ghost was big as fuck and deadly, but in this moment, he wasn't doing nothing but lying next to a sleeping Kysre.
"I get that. Trust me, I do, but I'm telling you, shoot Ghost, and shit's gon' get hectic."
"I don't care! What if it was River in that bed... oh my bad, I meanFour?"
"You're being a smart ass when I'm trying to save your fucking life. I'ma put it like this, shoot Ghost, and you won't have to worry about protecting your sister 'cause y'all both gon’ be dead.”
"Crown!" Honey spat.
"Is that a threat?" Kyree asked, cutting her eyes toward me.
I groaned, hearing a low growl. Killian was now here.
"No, you crimson burning bitch, it's a muthafuckin' promise."
Chapter 14
Killian Teixeira
"Sir, you cannot bring those animals into the hospital. Take them outside, or I'll be forced to call security."
A murky, jaundiced yellow oozed off her silhouette. It was thick and sluggish, like curdled milk left to rot in the sun. I gave the frumpy, foul-smelling nurse a deadpan look, blank and unmoved, then continued walking toward the desk behind her.
"Sir!" The closer she stepped, the more the color darkened, rising in oily coils like steam from an open sewer. "Sir, they can't be on this floor," she repeated.
I tilted my head, studying the bile-colored haze writhing around her. The shade was a warning that something was foul about this woman, and from her smell, I knew it wasn't just her attitude. I glanced toward of my companions.
"Senta. Odju.” They lowered into a poised and controlled sit. I smiled, then allowed my gaze to flicker back to the nurse.
"They teach us to never leave the house without brushing your teeth," I calmly stated. "The stench of spoiled cheese floating from your lips each time you speak tells me you don't give a fuck about rules."
Her mouth opened, then slammed shut. The yellow flared around her in one final puff before she rolled her eyes and spun on her heels, storming off down the corridor.
I chuckled, amused by the fact that she was worried about Grim and Ghost when her breath was liable to send every patient she met into cardiac arrest.
"Sigi."
Grim and Ghost idly walked beside me as I approached the desk. Using my hand, I covered my mouth and nose. This nurse didn't possess the same toxic hue as the previous one, but there was no telling if death-induced breath was common practice around here.
"Excuse me, I'm looking for a patient."
"Um, can you uncover your mouth, please? I saw your encounter with Nurse Mae. You have nothing to worry about. I brush, use a Waterpik, and swish with mouthwash daily." She giggled.
"Then you also heard what I said about my friends here." I gestured toward Grim and Ghost.
"Yes, and a memo was sent up a few moments ago as well."
"Good. River Ashland is who I'm looking for. Her husband should have come up maybe five minutes ago."
"She's in room 404 along with a Kysre Maroux. They came in together."
"A man?" I asked to better understand what I was about to walk into. Seeing that there weren't any alarms blaring or officers swarming the floor, I liked to think everything was okay. However, given how I had taught the officer on the first floor a valuable lesson, it was safe to say no police or security would be rushing in our direction anytime soon. I made it clear that anyone with the last name Gravehart was to go unbothered while in this hospital. I didn't plan on staying longer than a brief conversation with Crown about what I put in place for River'sstay. Hearing River... the woman Crown claimed as his wife came in with a man, would extend my stay. Lawyers, a cleanup crew, and a few other things were needed for Crown and me to walk out of this building unscathed. I pulled my phone from my pocket and sent a quick text to Emersyn.
Me:
Have someone from the cleaning company on standby for a sweep.
Emersyn:
