phone tightly, his voice unsu

me for objections. "Are you questioning my decisions, Om

uldn't see him. "No, boss. But what if our enemies t

ked under the pressure. "Come here right away and bring that damn doctor! I don't give a damn abo

line before Omar answered. "Understood

already ended the call, his focus shifting b

was alarming. He had already wrapped her in two thick blankets, but instead of helping, she t

cteristically gentle. He hadn't even changed out of his

ment she had suffered. But what worried him the most was the gunshot wound near her chest. Had the bullet grazed her heart? He had m

every syllable. His fingers tightened into fists as he took

ly, a soft whimper

his chest. He didn't like this feeling-this unrelenting need to prote

ll do I ca

ul to him, they didn't deserve his attention. And yet, here he was, watching

arette," he muttered. But he didn't move. His hand was still

ime in years, h

. The wait was unbearable. Every second that t

, woman," he grumbled, his free hand brushing st

response, as if u

elicopter. He bolted to his feet, striding towards the win

h of wind from the helicopter blades whipped against his face

abbed the doctor by the collar. "Move faster! You walk like a f*cki

outh shut. He had worked for Ezra long eno

his bedroom door,

h

till naked bene

either of you steps inside without my permission, you better start praying fo

carefully dressing her. His movements were precise, his han

llowed to see her

tured for them to enter. Omar stepped in fir

nconscious woman, confusion written al

ke care of her. She has gunshot wounds on her right leg, left

set up his tools. Even Omar, despite his years of training,

eyes never leaving the woman. Every time s

as he inspected her wounds. "The bullets came

en be gentle," he ordere

or Ezra for years, but nothing could prepare him for the suffocating pressure of being watched like

poke. "Boss, I think you need to leave. The doct

't tell me what to do, Omar. Unless you want to be s

thickly and imm

mself to stay silent, though every fiber of his being wanted to

let was removed. The doctor cleaned and stitch

ally lessened-until the wom

er throat as her body convulse

ood turne

or's fac

snarling, "What the f*ck did you d

he shaking woman. "I-I don't know! It c

k, his patience sna

ted in agony. Beads of sweat rolled down her s

pinned her down, holding her trembling form against his chest. "Shh, y

dn't h

through the room, f

first time in his life, he felt u

ad turned his world upside d

own, that he would ne