He could see the silhouette step out of the car and rush to him. The steady hum of the running motor ground at his sanity.A voice spoke near his ear. “It’s all right, Vincent. You’ll be taken care of now.”Gently, he was lifted and carried to the car. Once inside, he felt Francesco’s fingers push against his forehead until his head rested in the man’s lap and he was looking up into his pale blue eyes.“We’ll be home soon, Vincent.”“You can help me?”His savior nodded. “Yes.”Vince closed his eyes and started to drift, sure that he was safe now. A sort of peace took over and the pain grew lesser. He liked the sensation of Francesco’s hand against his cheek, pushing the sweaty strands of hair from his eyes and mouth. With another wave of the unmerciful pain, he tucked his knees to his chest and buried his face in Francesco’s lap.***“Wait a second.” Gary peeked around the corner, saw Sebastian standing over Scarlet, then bounded back to the garage door. “Where is he?
