Burnett glanced at the two nurses. “Can we have a minute?”
They walked out.
“I have an agent with them. I’ll bring them here as soon as … it’s safe.”
“Safe?” Della asked, and her first thought was something else had happened, but then realized what he meant. He wouldn’t—couldn’t—let them come here screaming about vampires.
“It’s not their fault,” Della said. “You can’t keep them from here. I know they’re worried sick. If Marla doesn’t make it…” Della’s throat knotted.
“I think they’ll be here shortly. I’m just making sure.”
Della noticed the blood on Burnett. “What happened?”
He frowned. “Shawn. An agent. He’d been watching your house. They got him. I just brought him in.”
“Shawn, Miranda’s Shawn?”
Burnett nodded.
“Is he…”
“No. They’re taking him into surgery too.”
Five minutes later, Kylie showed up.
No sooner had Kylie walked in than the doctor stuck his head in.
“We’re prepping her for surgery. I’ll have the nurse give you updates.”
“Can we see her?” Della asked.
“I really don’t think we can spare the time.”
Burnett looked at Della and Kylie and glanced to the door that still stood open. “Doctor, can I please have a word with you?” he motioned the doctor over.
Della and Kylie ran out. Della led Kylie to the ER where they’d taken Marla earlier.
Two nurses were standing around her, monitoring her and wiping something around her chest.
“You can’t be in here now,” one of the nurses said.
“We just need to see her for a second. Please,” Kylie said. “It’s her sister.”
When the nurse reached for a phone to call someone—probably to toss them out—Kylie moved in and put her hands on Marla’s feet.
“We need someone in here, now,” said the nurse on the phone.
Della got between the nurse and Kylie, prepared to fight if she had to.
After only a couple of seconds, Kylie said, “We can leave now.”
Della looked back and Kylie was glowing.
The two nurses gasped.
“Did it work?” Della asked, chewing on her lip as they went out.
Kylie smiled. “I’m pretty sure. I think all they need to do is take the bullet out.”