Chapter 9

Ian leaped to his feet, noting both nurses had left the desk before acting on his plan. While distracted, Mallory’s hired gun turned, eyes wide to find Ian so close, and a gun jammed into his ribcage.

“Say nothing,” Ian hissed as he reversed their positions, keeping one eye on him and the other on the nurses’ station in case someone returned to their post. “Open the door. Now.”