CHAPTER 47: A sigh of relief...

Celeste

After I release the guards from my hold, I walk back toward the guys. Randol immediately envelops me in his warm arms. I bury my face in his chest and breathe in his scent. I can feel my nerves calming just from his touch. All of a sudden, I remember Uncle Anthony. "Oh my god!" My head shoots up off Randol's chest. "We have to get back to the hotel. I have to treat Uncle Anthony's arm."

"Celeste, I'm fine, really. Are you sure you're done here?"

"Yes, I'm done here, and the two quarts of your blood on the floor say you're not fine. Don't worry about the damages or blood either. Donnelly is so ashamed of how he brought us in here to torture us that he wants to cover it all up for us."

"Nice thinking, Celeste. Everyone climb on. I'll fly us back to the car."