Page 84 of Deadly Obsession

Okay, maybe I’m being dramatic. There aren’t any major blood vessels in shoulders. I don’t think. Whatever, I’ll Google it later.

By the time I’m done, I’m sweating, and my heart is beating a mile a minute. I use the scissors to cut the stitch and tie a little knot. I don’t even know if I was supposed to tie a knot but how else would the stitch not come undone?

Elias looks down at my work.

“Impressive.”

I roll my eyes and wash my hands in the sink. “Now what?”

“Use soap and water to clean the wound again, then cover it with the bandage.”

Since the hard part is over, I’m ready for him to start talking.

“Tell me what happened.”

Surprisingly, he doesn’t hesitate and spills, telling me about showing up at the Lords Mansion on Staten Island and the plan to take down the crime organization. He went through every minute, including Noah killing Finn O’Connor and the shootout that injured him and Del, and Noah getting stabbed.

Fuck.

My best friend is in a coma.

I need to go see her.

“So what happens next?”

“Well, the Lords will be dissolved. I have my men out there now questioning any members who survived. We’ll offer immunity to those who provide insider information that will help absorb their organization. They’ll be vetted, watched. We can’t trust them, but the more they cooperate, the better chance they’ll live.”

I scrunch my nose at the thought of him and his men ending a human life. I may not agree with it, but I’m not entirely put off by it.

“And what about Noah’s father? Is he the one who ordered your mother’s death twenty years ago? I know you suspected it, but you needed evidence.”

“We’re still working on that part. Once Noah has recovered, she’s going to snoop in his Manhattan office.”

I pause putting on the bandage and frown.

“What happens if her father did it? What happens to the Empire?”

“That’s something Noah and I will have to discuss. I’m under the impression she doesn’t want to follow in her father’s footsteps. If that’s the case, I will gladly take over both organizations. I’ve already cleaned up the QBM. I could do the same for the Empire.”

I smile and return my focus to his arm, gently putting the bandage over the cleaned wound.

“You’re a good man. You know that right?”

“I literally kill people.”

“People who deserve it like Chase and whoever he’s working with to kidnap humans to sell for sex.”

He grinds his teeth, his nostrils flaring. “I’m going to really enjoy torturing those fuckers.”

“Okay. All done,” I say, turning to clean up the mess on the counter.

“You’re a natural. Want to do that again?”

“No. Not really.” I snort while scooping up the empty medical packages to throw in the trash.

He stands and hobbles over to the counter where I placed the first aid kit.

Wait... he’s hobbling? Was he doing that earlier? Now that I think about it, he did saybullets,not bullet when talking about his injuries.