Page 21 of Sweet Sin

“Falcon…”

“Yeah?”

Her face is so pale, as if all the blood has drained out of it through the cuts on her hand. “Are we going on the run?”

“I hope not. But if we have to, then yeah.”

“I have to call my friend Jordan.”

“What for?”

“The blond guy. She’s dating him.”

“For fuck’s sake.” I rub my hand over my forehead. There’s a fucking bulldozer inside my brain. What the hell am I thinking?

“What?” Savannah asks.

“We’re going back. We’re going to wait. We’re going to talk to the paramedics and to the police when they get here. We’re going to tell the truth, Savannah.”

“But my family… Your family. You can’t go back. And I…”

“I’ll make sure you’re protected. But this is insane. I was raised to respect authority. You may not think so, but when I told you I was innocent, I wasn’t lying.”

“Then why did you—”

I hold up my hand to stop her. “We’re not getting into this right now. Right now, we’re going back to the house.”

The sirens are louder now.

“They’re here, Vannah.”

I take her hand and lead her back in the house. I’m still wearing nothing but jeans, but at least she’s fully dressed. I head to my room, pull on a clean T-shirt, and shove on a pair of slippers.

And then the commotion starts. A fire rescue truck, an ambulance, and three police cars pull up.

Pounding on the door.

I open it. “Thanks for coming. The injured are in the back.”

Officers and paramedics enter carrying two stretchers. They walk through my house, and then out the back door into the yard where the two men still lie.

“You know who they are?” someone asks.

I shake my head. “Don’t have a clue. They came out here brandishing two weapons.”

“All right, sir. We’ll get your statement later.” He gestures to the others.” Let’s see these guys first.”

“Tend to the blond one first,” I say. “He’s lost a lot of blood.”

Two paramedics rush toward him, get him on a stretcher, and head back out to the ambulance.

“What about this one?” another officer asks.

“I clocked him in the head with his own gun. He’s got a pulse.”

“Probably a concussion.”

Two more paramedics get Abel onto a stretcher.