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rushed over to me as I sat on the back of the ambulance. I couldn’t believe I’d blacked out after it happened, but it had just been a rush of emotions and shock combined with an enormous sensation of panic and… Death . But Brad wasn’t dead, I reminded myself, and leaned against the wall with one hand propped against it. He’s okay, you’re okay, everything is going to be okay , I said silently, but it didn’t work. At that moment, nothing could calm my nerves and the wretched panic attack that filled my brain.
    My head began to spin as my body pressed against the cool stone wall, and I remember dropping to my knees and feeling them smack the tile as a jolt of pain went up through my thighs. I was fainting. I flopped down to the floor and felt my tongue fall out of my mouth, and before my eyes rolled back into my head I saw the blurry outline of two hospital workers rushing towards me, their voices sounding like they were a thousand miles away.

Chapter 9     
    “Brad?” My voice trembled. It was seven a.m. and I’d fallen asleep in the waiting room curled up in a little ball. Having expected Doctor Johnson to wake me upon the surgery’s successful completion, I was a little startled and angry. Above all else, I was worried .
    Had the surgery been a failure? Did something go wrong? Did Brad die ?
    I ran through the empty and still bright hallways and stopped at the door. Opening it, I was shocked to find Brad alone in his bed, eyes closed and body still as a board. He was wearing a white hospital gown and I stumbled across the room to touch his face.
    Warm – he was a live.
    “ Brad ?” I repeated.
    A quick stir of the neck assured me that he was indeed alive. His body twitched and then his eyes shot wide open. He stared at me in confusion momentarily before quickly reaching up with his right arm and embracing me. The other arm was in a cast from the shoulder down to the elbow, and I felt a single tear swell up in my eye and then drop onto his bare neck. He still looked as sexy as ever, but I was simply glad that he seemed to be okay and responsive.
    “ Baby …” He said raspingly, and then cleared his throat, “I was so worried, but they told me you were unharmed.”
    “Yes, Brad. I’m alright.”
    He sighed, and held me tighter, “Maybe you wish you’d never met me. That way you probably wouldn’t have experienced anything near as crazy the past two or three days. I can’t even remember what day it is, I still feel kind of out of it.”
    “That’s nonsense,” I smiled and kissed his cheek then rose up to look at his injured shoulder, “God, I feel like it’s my fault. If you hadn’t met me you’d have never come here, and then seen Daniel and so on and so on. It’s the butterfly effect.”
    “It would have happened sooner or later, and maybe then he’d have killed me. The sucker only got my shoulder and I’m not even in any pain, but then again they were spoon feeding me painkillers all night so surely I wouldn’t feel a thing. I’m done with those things today though, not taking anymore.”
    “Are you sure that’s a good idea?”
    “I don’t take drugs. And I want to be clear headed for my mission.” He stared at me, and the warm gaze of love had vanished from his eyes. It had been replaced by a stern look of aggression, but not at all towards me. He clenched his jaw and nodded his head.
    “You’re going to go after Daniel?”
    “I know him better than anyone here in Hawaii. I know what he’s like. And…” He paused to flip on the television. Sure enough it was on the news at that very moment, a large headline reading Still have not captured attacker . Brad continued, “I’m going to make him wish he never came within a thousand feet of you.”
    “Me? This isn’t about me . You were the one he almost killed.”
    “But he endangered you. And until he’s either behind bars or captured by my own pissed off set of hands, I’m not going to rest easy at night knowing