“Do you know where she went?”
“No”
“Okay thanks” Lance said as he dashed down the corridor. He needed to get to the hospital and ask Renée what happened. He needed to know where Sheryl was; he couldn’t bear the thought that she was in danger. If only he had arrived early then all this wouldn’t have happened. In a way he blamed himself. He should have been there earlier; he just should have.
Ed held Renée’s hand. He couldn’t believe this was happening. He looked at her and his heart ached. She was unconscious; breathing through an oxygen mask and there were tubes everywhere. The bullet entered through her side and gone straight through without hitting any vital organs. The paramedics had managed to close up the wound the stop the bleeding but Renée had already lost a lot of blood. Her face was pale; her breathing steady and her body limb.
He remembered how scared he had been when one of his classmates had burst into his room and told him that she had been shot. He had rushed over and his heart almost stopped when he had seen her body on the floor drenched in a pool of her own blood. It was at that moment that he truly realized how he felt about her. He had known deep down that somewhere along the line he had developed feelings for her but he thought he could brush them off.
He knew Renée was dubbed as one of the bad guys but getting to know her as he worked undercover had changed his perspective. Deep down he knew there was some good in her; he saw it in her smile and her humor. In the way she talked to...
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