I felt air fill my lungs. I heard a harsh wheeze near me. “I got her. Get there, Angie!” His face bent close to mine. “I’m right here. Stay with me.” “She’s conscious?” A woman’s voice. “Just drive,” he said. He raised a bloody glove to his forehead, wiped some sweat droplets clinging to his skin...
The paper couldn’t come out any slower. It had already jammed twice. “Come on,” he muttered. He took a deep breath and turned away from it for a moment. The large east window showed the glory of morning. Soft-hued light spread over the horizon, melting into the dark sky like watercolor. Damien wa...