71 Cas’ pov “Get a team,” I told Ripley while a lot of doctors were working on me. “What do you mean?” Ripley asked. Her hands were covered in blood, her jeans had a hole around her knee, and she looked like she was still in shock. I fucking hated that I couldn’t protect her then, but there’s no way in hell I’m going into surgery without knowing she’s safe. “Police will send some patrols to keep an eye on you and the girls, but you should hire additional security. Call, -“ Before I could finish, the doctor tried to stop me from talking. “Sir, we really have to go.” “I don’t fucking care. Give me a second!” I shouted, which earned me a glare from almost everyone in the room. “Cas…” Ripley scolded me. “Call my assistant. Call my dad. I know he’s a fucking dick, but he’ll know what to do.” And I was escorted out of the room. I wanted to say more, but apparently if you get shot, you need surgery. At first, I felt fine; the adrenaline was pumping through my body. I didn't even fee
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