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kill you.” Bradley gro

ds of hell were on his tail, he threw his shirt over his shoulder onto Bradley. “Keep tha

adley snapped. “Last time I chec

ighed. “I’m Dean’s twi

hot for nothing. You’re not even Dean.” Bradley remembered Dean’s outrageously crazy twin. They’d met at Ty’s bachelor party and also at h

u dickhead.” Jean retorted

ny chance just escape from a mental institution? Or is it that yo

, ungrateful son-of-a-bitch behind him a dirty slap. “Why the fuck didn’t y

h the car’s audio speakers. They could also hear soft gurgling

t rogue and got shot by s

ean wince. “Shh…sorry darling,” Ty murmured soothingly. “Tell me he’s okay Jean.” Althoug

ly to the hospital.” Jean said

out, the anxiety in

o mask the pain in hi

, buddy. Ho

ch but I’ll live.

lief was audible. “What

anguage around th

onths.” Ty retorted.

Ty. With the level it was coming from, I had

up?” Ty

y. I’d say t

e. “Why didn’t

to put your l

it,” Ty

and those little angels buddy. I

ing everything under contr

ed. “He got me shot. So stupid.” He added under his breath but Jean heard hi

made?” Ty sou

ley grunted. “No.” He sa

” Ty c

ea

Take him home

hot. It has to be treated in a hospital.

king hard, trying to know who he is.” Ty was certain that whoever Bradley was on to, was bound to know his identity soon

nd me both…”

grunted in

rked, jumping a

so I can’t come to your house now. I might lead them right to Bradley. Your house is the best place, Jean. I

Jean m

added, sounding hopeful and relieved. As a General Surgeon, Jean was a specialist trained to diagnose, treat

mself before those criminals e

enough to see that his white shirt was already soaked with blood. “Shit.” He muttered with a frown. “All right, I’

contact you. Stay safe.” With that, Ty h

gan to dial another number. He hated what