Pretty much the last thing that I remember was blacking out after slicing the palm of my hand open. I know that sometimes I acted like some hard ass, but the sight of blood had always made me a little queasy. Okay, more than a little queasy.
When I woke up, I immediately realized where I was, the hospital. Good. That means that my plan worked. Now, all I needed to do was to get the hell out of here before Nick showed up. I know damn well that he would stay by my side just to make sure that I didn’t do anything else to harm myself. His guys might not be able to see it, but Nick had to have known what I was up to. The timing was just too close to the time that he left for it not to be.
I eyed my clothes resting in a bag on the seat across from the bed I
