Upper Hand

Jonathan was knocked out, by a hit to the head. Ethan wasn't even fazed by this and even by the deaths of men who came to attack him.

However, he was worried about Eva.

Eva was still in Ethan’s arms and she had lost consciousness. He was quick to carry her toward the couch and without thinking twice, he tore a piece of his cloth and tied it around her bleeding leg.

“Call the ambulance, Ray.” He ordered. Meanwhile, the other two men had gone to deal with Skyline Avenue security personnel. A few neighbors had come out as well as they had heard the gunshot.

“I have done that. But she has lost a lot of blood.” Ray pointed out. Eva now looked like a ghost and Ethan also noticed that her breathing had turned shallow, almost like it was never there.

“She might not make it.” Ethan felt her breath and her pulse.

“How long until help arrives?”

“Thirty minutes to an hour,” Ray replied, his brows knitting in worry for Eva. She didn't deserve to be pulled into this web. However, he was quit