Burned by Kaylea Cross

Author:Kaylea Cross [Cross, Kaylea]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Titanium Security#3
ISBN: 9780991905058
Publisher: Kaylea Cross
Published: 2013-08-26T10:00:00+00:00

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Careful to keep pressure against the wounds in his upper arm, Amir took the stairs up to his third floor apartment. He was lucky that no one else saw him as he did because there was no way for him to disguise the blood soaking the shirt he’d wadded up to stem the bleeding where the bullet had hit him. His legs were weak and his free hand shook as he pressed down on the metal release lever and stumbled into the hallway.

It was a miracle he hadn’t killed himself trying to get home. He’d ditched the bullet-riddled stolen Ford a few blocks away from where he’d left his cab and forced himself to make it there on foot despite the pain and shock. If he was lucky the cops wouldn’t find the blood trail he’d left. Now he had to patch himself up and clean up his cab in case someone came looking for him.

Entering his darkened apartment, he shut the door and let himself lean against it for a moment. The burning throb in his arm made it hard to think. He wasn’t sure if the bone was broken but he couldn’t afford to go to the hospital. The staff would report the gunshot wound and the cops would be there to arrest him before he’d even been treated.

He flipped on the light and went to the bathroom, hissing as he pulled the soaked T-shirt away to inspect the entry and exit wounds. He supposed he should consider himself lucky that the bullet had gone clean through and missed his chest or head. Fumbling with the tap, he got the water running and gritted his teeth in preparation for what was coming. A strangled scream ripped from his throat when the water poured over the wounds, feeling like acid against his raw flesh. Gasping, gagging, he watched the water run reddish-pink in the bottom of the tub and swirl down the drain. The bleeding wasn’t slowing.

Amir forced himself upright and searched in the medicine cabinet for some bandages. The wounds needed stitching. He’d never put a needle in human flesh before but he’d seen it done and had no choice now. It took him endless minutes to find a needle and thread, get it through the eye and tie a knot in it, especially since moving the hand of his wounded arm caused him more pain. Before pouring hydrogen peroxide on the open wound, he glanced up at his reflection in the mirror above the sink. His now clean-shaven face was ashen, a sickly gray color and beaded with cold sweat.

Lowering his gaze to his bloody upper arm, he brought up the threaded needle with his good hand and bit down hard. The needle pierced the skin around the larger exit wound and he swallowed hard before pulling the thread through and pushing the needle into the skin on the opposite side of the wound to make the first stitch. Pain swamped him, made his head swim and his gut churn, almost as bad as the horrible spine chilling fear that numbed his brain.

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