Something in his brain was screaming for his attention, trying to warn him. But he wasn’t listening. Everything was blocked out by the need to help Grace. Jake wouldn’t have told him to do this if it wasn’t important. He grabbed it and raced back around the car to Grace and knelt by her side. He heard his brother’s tinny voice over the speaker.
“Grace, you have to tell him. Georgie and I are on our way. We’ll meet you at Ryan’s apartment, okay? Is he back yet?”
“I’m here.” Ryan jumped into the conversation. “But the only thing in the cooler was blood. I didn’t see any needles or—?”
“Don’t worry about that. Lay her flat on her back and remove the arrow.”
This was insane. Ryan knew from the first aid courses he’d taken that removing the impaling object was the last thing you were suppose
