169

Nerthus

It takes my lungs a few seconds to fill with enough air to push out a horrified scream.

But it actually feels like it takes an eternity.

Lizzy looks at us with a blank look before she sinks to the floor, collapsing in her own pool of blood.

Arawn steps towards her with his gun still pointed and picks her gun up.

“Are you alright?” he asks in our direction as he pushes the gun into the belt in the back of his pants.

Danny nods, exhaling a deep breath, and I loop my arm around his, hugging him closer. “Let’s sit down. Shall we?”

He slumps to the ground nearly immediately, tearing me with him. Nodding once again, he lets his shoulders slump and I turn my head to watch Arawn crouch down before me.

Cupping my chin gently, he turns my head to inspect my face. “The ambulance is already on its way. I called Detective Ramirez. Are you feeling well enough to wait for them? Or shall I drive you to the ER?”

“I’m fine,” I say, my voice nearly failing me as sobs rise in my throat.