Chapter 73: Side Effect

*Rosie Fay-Donovan*

Whatever happened after I saw Archie fall to the ground was useless. I couldn’t find it within me to care. I should have reacted and fought back, but seeing him there, at my feet, covered in blood, I couldn’t find the strength I needed to move.

I just dropped myself on top of Archie, shaking him aggressively, trying to get any type of response from him. But he was looking at me with glassy eyes, his stare focused on something beyond me. His tall, built body bounced back and forth as I yelled at him to answer me.

“Archie, talk to me.”

He hissed in pain, and I tried to put some pressure on his shoulder wound, but there was so much blood, its warmth enveloping my fingers as I tried to staunch the bleeding.

I couldn’t find the other wound, I didn’t know where else he had been shot. He was wearing a vest, but maybe it could have hit him on the leg or…

“Get out of here, Rosie,” he ordered in a low voice.