“Then it’s time for me to take my leave,” Biondo said. “You should get her out of the trunk as soon as possible. I released a gas that will smother her lungs in four minutes. You can follow me or save your girl.”

Biondo took off running.

Remy didn’t even think twice. They were in the middle of the city and despite the late hour, there were still people milling around downtown. And besides, all that mattered was Lisa. She was suffocating in the trunk. She’d gone quiet. Was it already too late?

He felt Javier starting to chase Biondo, but all Remy cared about was that car.

Pure panic flooded his system. He didn’t have the keys. She was dying right fucking now and he didn’t have the keys.

He wouldn’t get the trunk open. He had to see if he could get in the car.

Miraculously, the doors were open. With shaking hands he found the trunk release and it popped up.

He raced around to the back and there she was, blood all over her face. Without thought to the gas, he leaned over and pulled her out.

He held her close as the sirens could be heard and prayed they would make it in time.

* * * *

“Biondo lied,” Will said three hours later, closing the folder in his hand. “I got the tox reports back. There was nothing in her system. There was no trace of gas at all. She’s got a minor concussion that I’ll monitor overnight, but otherwise she’s fine.”

He was still shaking. All this time later and he couldn’t stop his hands from shaking. Even after the ER nurse had come out and promised him she was awake and fine and being given all the best care, he could see her lying there still and pale, the blood on her skin a pure shock to his system.

“Remy, she’s okay,” Will said, putting a hand on his shoulder. “She’ll spend the night here and I’ll stay with her. She can go home sometime tomorrow. All in all, I’m calling this a win considering the fact that she tangled with a known assassin. Big Tag sent me the file they have on him. He’s the real deal.”

Will hadn’t been working, but he’d been at the hospital roughly ten minutes after the ambulance had brought Lisa in. Apparently when a man is the head of neurosurgery and his sister gets taken into the ER with a head injury, someone calls and fast. He’d shown up with Bridget and their son in tow because Bridget wasn’t about to be left behind. Lila, Laurel, and Mitch had been hot on their heels.