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“Jada, it’s me. Gideon. Let me help you, Angel.”

“Liar.”

“I need to stop the bleeding.”

He pushed her hand down to her side. He took the steri-pad and gently placed it against the bleeding wound. “Fuck,” he mumbled.

“Ow,” she groaned.

“I know it hurts, Angel. Just let me do this, and soon it will be all better.”

“Ambulance is on its way. We need to get her to the main house so they can get to her faster.”

“No,” Jada turned her head to peer at Ryker. “No house.”

“Yes, Jada. We’ve got to get you to a hospital,” Gideon insisted.

“Blow up.”

“What?” Gideon didn’t understand. He wrapped the bandage around her head. She groaned and he winced.

“No.”

“Jada, I know it hurts, but I have to stop the bleeding.”

“No house, blow up. Gotta save…” Her eyes closed.

Gideon looked up to Ryker. “Explosives?”

“Sounds like.”

“But who is she talking about saving?”

Jada moaned. “Angel, Honey, I need you to wake up. Come on, I need to know who we need to save.” Gideon gave her a gentle shake. He looked down at her; even with her dark coloring, her face was ashen. Just how much blood had she lost?

Slowly her eyes opened. “Gideon?”

“Yeah, Angel, it’s me.”

“Charges. Going to blow up…” Her eyes closed, then opened. “Save him. They hurt him.”

“Who? Who did they hurt? Jada? Jada? Open your eyes, Angel.”

Gideon gave Ryker a frustrated glance. “She’s lost too much blood. We were lucky to get as much information as we did.”

“I’ve got to go see about the explosives, see if I can stop the charges. If this place blows, we’re going to have a fuckuva time getting her to an ambulance. Plus, I need to see about the guy she was talking about.”

“Agreed, do what you can.”

“I’ll keep you informed.”

Gideon nodded, all of his attention on Jada. He pressed his fingers to her carotid artery. Her pulse was weak from all the blood she’d lost. “I’ll call emergency and tell them the situation. I’ll make sure they don’t come too close,” he yelled after Ryker.

Ryker was already out of sight.

“Good,” he yelled back from a distance.

Gideon ran his hands down her body to check for other injuries. Her ribs seemed okay, but when he skimmed her breasts she winced. He continued to probe. When he touched her thigh, she let out a low cry of pain. Carefully, he pulled up her oversized tee and pulled down her yoga pants.