Chapter 6

Landon made an attempt to push away the hand that was skimming down over his side. The hand grabbed his own and held it.

??Stop flailing around, Landon. I??m trying to figure out if you have a collapsed lung.??

It was dark and a heavy thudding vibration shook whatever he was lying on. It took another few seconds for him to process the fact that what he was seeing was real. He??d been rescued from the clutches of the cartel. He was wrapped in a foil blanket and there was an IV line snaking from his arm. The blond man was pressing a stethoscope to the side of Landon??s chest. ??I??m not hearing any breath sounds on the right side. I think heaving you over my shoulder may have collapsed your lung.??

??Trey, is it really you??? Landon asked. It was awfully hard to breathe.

??Yeah, it??s me. I think we need to save the reunion conversation for later.??

??I look like a baked potato.??