The private doctor treated Isabella carefully, working fast to stop the bleeding and bandage her shoulder. Her skin was cold to the touch, and her face was pale, but her heartbeat was steady. The bullet had grazed her shoulder, not deep enough to be fatal, but deep enough to hurt like hell.
Just outside the room, footsteps echoed down the hallway, and the door flung open.
"Where is she?!" Lina rushed in, her eyes wide and panicked. Jay was right behind her, breathless and pale.
Leonardo stood near the bed like a silent shadow, still covered in blood. His hands were red, but his expression was cold as stone.
"What happened?" Lina asked, turning to him. Her voice shook with concern as her eyes fell on Isabella lying unconscious on the bed.
"We were attacked," Leonardo said, his jaw clenched so tight his teeth might break. "Someone tried to ambush us on the road and Sniper attacked Bella." His voice was calm but too calm, like a volcano holding back eruption.
