VESPER GREY LYSAN POV

By the time the car stopped at the front of the hospital, I was already halfway out the door. The seatbelt tangled at my waist, my fingers clumsy from how fast I tried to free myself.

Ugh, I don't have time for this!

I yanked it off, then slammed the door shut, a sharp breath rushing out of my lungs.

I stepped toward the glass door, then paused as the low rumble of a car pulling up beside mine caught my attention from how familiar it looked.

My eyes narrowed. There ...