章 131: | Something Is Wrong

𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐘

"I'm fine," James grunted. "It's just a little graze." He could hardly speak.

"Shut up, would you? You have a fucking hole in your chest."

"No, really," he tried to sit up straight then winced, "I'm okay. You go on and kill some Russian fuckers."

"No way, man. Can you imagine how in how many ways Vanessa would try to kill me while swearing at me in two different languages if you fucking die?"

James tried to laugh but then groaned out of pain instead.

Lucian all but slammed into me. "Fuck. You okay, bro?"

I scowled at him. "Does he fucking look okay?"

Lucian ignored me and then waved over a few of our men who stood close by. "Get him to the hospital ASAP. Ask for Dr. Ray. He'll know what to do. Take Anthony's car."

James cringed and let out heavy breaths as they picked him up and pulled him into the car.

Lucian looked my way. "When this car moves, we need to run for cover."