Rogue's P.O.V.
It has been 3 days since Amni was taken. Ace surprising stayed to help me with my leg. The bullet went in deep. Luckily, it didn't hit a nerve or fracture a bone, so Ace says. He claims that he was trained when he was younger to learn how to medically treat people. I have asked him multiple times to go searching for Amni, but he says he knows exactly where she is and until my leg is better, he won't go anywhere. I am worried shitless that she's dead, but he keeps claiming she's not. How he knows is beyond me.
I lay on my couch and have my leg up on a pillow. The bandages wrapped my thigh as I am in shorts. I look around frustrated and find the picture of Amni and I is missing. I move myself to the edge of the couch and look for it. Where the f**k did it go?! Just as I am
