“Don’t move!”
The others gestured their watches to make Ben saw clearer.
“I mean Becky.”
The redhead girl almost jumped. She raised her hand a little bit more to flash the light.
“You…” Noel clenched his teeth. “Ask nicely.”
“And who make us waste more time?...No, don’t. Don’t even think about to cry.”
Alexis’ wound was deep because the bullet buried inside her collarbone, just a little over the heart. Ben stroked around the wound and it caused her folded her lips tightly. She tried to not cry but her nails buried in his skin.
“Could you find it?”
“Yes.” Ben put his palm in front of her wound. Alexis began to move in pain. Her slender legs lightly trembled. “Be patient.” Although he was upset but the way he looked at her did not mean it. Sometimes Ben did not just whisper but touched her cheek and her neck.