James barely remembered the drive back to the hospital aftwr leaving his men to continue the search for Lynn.
His hands remained tight around the steering wheel the entire way, his mind replaying the last few hours over and over again.
Lynn was gone, victor had taken her despite all the security. Despite every precaution they had put in place.
He slammed his fist against the steering wheel as he pulled into the hospital parking lot.
"Damn it."
He sat there for a few seconds, trying to steady his breathing.
How was he supposed to walk into that hospital and look Alex in the eyes?
How was he supposed to tell a man who had just survived multiple stab wounds that while he was unconscious, the one person he wanted protected had been taken?
He couldn't, not when Alex had only just opened his eyes.
James got out of the car and walked quickly toward the entrance.
