DANIEL POV

The paramedic shines a light in my eyes for the third time.

“Pupils are reactive,” she says, making notes on her tablet. “But Mr. Sterling, you’ve re-torn every stitch in your arm. You need surgery to repair the damage properly.”

“Later.” I’m watching Amelia across the room, giving her statement to Sebastian.

She’s still wrapped in that shock blanket despite the warm office, hands trembling around a bottle of water she hasn’t touched.

“Sir, this isn’t ...