Page 239 of Masters of Pleasure
The front of Law’s car went sideways, spinning as the other car slammed into it.
Someone was screaming.
Iris was moving, Master Kincaid only a step or two ahead of her as he bolted for the cars, before she realized the scream had come from her.
Behind her, she heard shouts, but it was as though they were very far away as she dashed through the parking lot, dodging around cars, running for the one Law was in.She could see him through the windows, slumped sideways.
The car that had hit him had hit the driver’s side.
A sob bubbled up in her throat, but she pushed it back.
The other car pulled back and turned, speeding away down the road.Iris gaped, her head snapping to look after it.
What the fuck?!A hit and run?
She didn’t stop moving.The important thing was Law.
“Law!”she screamed again as she got to the passenger side and saw the blood trickling down his head.He wasn’t moving.Fear fueled her panic, and she didn’t come to a stop so much as she slammed into the side of his car, using it to stop her.
Master Kincaid was more graceful, using his hand to vault himself to slide across the trunk and landing on the other side.He pivoted the moment he touched down.
“Fuck!That asshole.”Master Kincaid’s head snapped up, looking at her.“Iris, can you get in on that side?The door is warped.It’ll never open.”
Panting for breath, Iris grabbed the handle and pulled.A sob rose in her throat again, panic clawing at her from the inside—but Law needed her to be calm.She took a deep breath.
“Locked.We can break the window?”
“Got it.”Master Asad joined her at the side of the car.“Move back.”
He slammed something hard into the window, and it shattered.Iris would have darted forward to open it, but someone else was already holding on to her—she hadn’t even noticed the rest of the people who had come out of the club.Master Asad was the one to reach through the window and unlock it.
“Law!”she cried out as she saw him move, his head turning slightly but not lifting.
“They have him, Iris.It’s okay.”The familiar voice took a moment to recognize.The same voice that had been there for her, over and over, throughout the years, no matter how much of a pain she was.
Her brother was wrong, though.It wasn’t okay.
Still, she turned and pressed her face to his broad chest, crying because there wasn’t anything she could do.All she could do was step back and wait while Master Mitch crawled onto the passenger seat to check Law over.He was a nurse and could actually help.Then she stood there when the ambulance and firetruck arrived, and they finally got Law’s car door open and got him out of the car.
With a brace wrapped around his neck, strapped to a wooden board they lifted onto the stretcher, he looked small.Vulnerable.Utterly unlike himself.And it terrified her even more.
“I have to go with him.”She pulled away from Andrew, running to where they were loading Law into the back of the ambulance.Master Asad stood there, talking to one of the EMTs.She grabbed onto his arm.“I should go with him.”
She didn’t need to turn to know her brother was behind her, his presence supporting her.
“And you are?”The EMT asked, looking up.She had shoulder-length brown hair and bangs that wisped in the slight breeze.Her eyes scanned over Iris, though she’d clearly seen enough of the surrounding crowd not to be shocked by Iris’ outfit.The expression on her face was blank, but at least it wasn’t judgmental.
“She’s his fiancée,” Andrew said.Master Asad’s eyes widened, and Iris’ jaw clamped shut, but neither of them refuted Andrew’s lie.Whatever it took to get her in the back of the ambulance with him.
“It’s new, she’s not his emergency contact, but I’ll follow,” Master Asad said.“If he wakes up, he’ll want her with him.”
Would he?
He ran from her in the club.Right out the door and got into the car, which was the whole reason for this mess.
Iris clenched her jaw.Maybe it would be better to let Master Asad go with him.She didn’t know if he’d want her there.
“Here.”Kate’s voice sounded in her ear as something wrapped around her.Dimly, Iris realized Kate had just put a mid-thigh light coat on her, covering her outfit.Right now, she didn’t care what she looked like or what people thought of her, but when she got to the hospital, she might.
