Chapter 224 - Foster

No, no, no, no. This couldn't be happening. Not again. Not like this. The blood that covered Talia had my gorge rising as I tried to apply pressure to her unconscious body.

They'd fired too early. Not everyone had been in position. We'd lost two men, two more were injured, and Talia was dying.

Black anger slid over my mind. They should have listened to me. Should have waited. I told them not to go. I told them not to start.

"Move, Fancy Pants." Someone shoved me to the side.

I elbowed them back.

They caught me in the face with the butt of their gun. "If you're not going to help her, move the fuck back," Roger said in his calm voice. "I'll take you down before I let her bleed out." There was no anger, no emotion. Just the simple statement of fact.

I leaned forward, brushed him out of the way. "There's too much blood."

"Then it's good Dr. House just arrived at the new location. Get your ass up, Fancy Pants." He knocked me out of the way again. Pulled Talia up and into