Page 81 of The Valiant Knight
“Get it to me,” Finn shouted. “I don’t think she’s breathing.”
That was all he had to hear. He tossed the rope, and Finn caught it with one hand, but barely, His fingers were numb, and he knew if they didn’t get in, they were both getting hypothermia.
And dead.
As Graham pulled, the ice broke around them, and he was able to hold onto Gabby.
At the shore, Graham pulled them both in, and Gabby didn’t move as she was placed on the ground.
Without any hesitation, Finn checked her pulse, and there was none. It was time to see if he could bring her back to life.
Immediately, he began breathing for her.
One.
Five.
Seven.
He lost count of how many breaths he gave her, but right when he was about to start chest compressions, that was when he heard her start to cough.
Rolling the woman to her side, she choked up the murky water.
“Jesus,” Graham said. “What happened?” he asked.
It was too cold to talk.
“I have to get her warm,” he said, freezing himself. “Run and get her room warm. I can get her there. We don’t have much time.”
The wind was picking up, and in it, they both heard the sick laughter.
Uh-oh.
Only, now, wasn’t the time or the place.
Graham told him the room name, and took off to get the water started, and the fireplace going.
Finn was running on adrenaline and the shock over what he’d heard in the water.
Was someone trying to hurt this woman like his dream warned him?
Dream Gabby told him she was going to die, and then she nearly falls backward into a stone crypt, and now this?
Holy shit.
What was going on here?
Scooping her up, Finn knew he had very little time. Her lips were blue, and his had to be too. He began hauling ass to the castle.
In his arms, she focused on him, and what he’d just done.
“You saved me,” she whispered.
Oh, well, not yet.
It was going to mean getting her upstairs in the castle where they could both get warm.
And seeing a doctor.
