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y was out cold hadn't helped matters. Jean straightened away from the car and began to push Bradley in, through the connecting door in the garage. Fortunately, he lived in a very serene area so there had been no one standing around to even see him drive into his house. He'd simply drove through his remote-controlled ga
ho could get any of their children to pursue their profession. Jean's mother had won hands down. Apart from Dean, Jean and all his brothers had gone into medicine just to make their mother happy. Out of the six, four were medical doctors and two were pharmacists. Jean had loved and understood the medical profes
He quickly unbuckled the numerous gun holders attached to Bradley and then carefully cut o
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behind a delivery guy who stood patiently at his gate. That was strange he thought with a frown. He wasn't expecting any package. In movies, the bad guys always preten
ered to himself and then pressed the intercom.
Broody." The deliv
t." Jean
. Jean had a pistol of his own but since he was closer to Bradley's stash, he thought it would be better to grab one of his. He pushed the gun into the b
The young man holdi
-h
d as Jean signed the form. "Your packa
Then he went to his kitchen, grabbed a knife, and then just star
paranoia into his otherwise very simple but fun life. With a snort, he
s if it was going to explode any moment, and then slowly pressed the answer button. He
ea
ng to kill me?" He g
ou think it was? An exp
to wake up aft
?" Ty sound
the high stools around the kitchen island
d I organize so
t that c
lly have blood in that house."
huckled. "I passed through the
an.
ve and can therefore receive blood from any
he phone with you at all times. I'll be calling to check up on
.he needs time to heal. If he doesn't heal properly and completely, there may be complications
shoulder. "I understand. But Jackson is too stubborn to unders
convince him then. I
the phone, immediately after he wakes up." Ty said. "I
t, Ty," J
I'm grateful for w
laughed softly. "I'll keep
th