Van

I was shot.

Liv came forward, speaking from behind Neil’s shoulder. “Thankfully, the ambulance was on the scene right away and the bullet missed vital organs.”

“Then why do I feel like I’ve been to hell and back?”

Neil nodded as he held his reassuring smile. “The bullet ruptured your intestines, causing infection.” He sighed. “It’s very common with such a wound.”

None of this was making ...