Chapter 28
Kimberly;
The last time I was this scared, almost to the point of a near panic attack, was five years ago, when Marcus almost died saving someone he’d always looked up to.
And now this.
I didn’t know what to expect when I got the call from him just a few minutes ago, but I knew something was wrong the moment I heard his voice. It was low. Weak. Barely even there.
The second I stepped into the club, I froze.
The place was ruined...bottles smashed across the floor, tables overturned, chairs scattered. Glass crunched under my shoes as I moved forward, my chest tightening.
Then I heard him.
“Kim…”
His voice was so faint I almost missed it. My heart dropped.
I ran.
He was slumped on the floor near the corner booth, face bloody and bruised. His nose was bleeding, bad.
“Ma
