The EMTs were taking Tina away.
He tried to head toward the ambulance, but his sisters tightened their hold on him.
Drew needed to make them understand. “I have to—”
“I thought we were all going to die,” Paige whispered as the tears slid silently down her cheeks. “Is this...is this what you do?”
“You risk your life like this, all the time?” Heather’s face was stark, white. Fear lit her eyes.
He couldn’t answer her. Families weren’t supposed to know about the missions he faced.
Families also weren’t supposed to be pulled into his battles.
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p; “I’m sorry,” he said, the words rough and rumbling from deep in his throat.
Dylan pressed his hand to Kim’s shoulder. “We need to get you ladies to the hospital. We want you all checked out.”
And the scene wasn’t safe.
Tina’s ambulance had left.
Another ambulance was waiting, its back doors open. The EMTs came forward to help his sisters.
Drew caught Dylan’s arm. “Thank you.”
Dylan inclined his head. “Man, you should know I always have your back.”
He did.
The flames were burning, raging so brightly behind them. More havoc.
The group’s name had come from the destruction they left behind.
Destruction and death.
Only this time there had been survivors, too. Innocent lives had been saved.
Devast wouldn’t hurt anyone else.
No, you bastard, you didn’t know my price.
And Devast never would.
* * *
SWEET OXYGEN FLOWED into Tina’s lungs. The ambulance rolled and bounced as it raced from the scene.
Drew’s sisters had been hugging him.
She swallowed.
They’d made it out alive. The mission was finally over.
Now it was time for her to go back to the life that waited for her.
Time for him to return to his life. His missions.