Chapter 473 Siobhan

• Hila was beside Rudy, scowling down at him as he sat on the side of the bed, watching sullenly as the little nurse hesitantly bandaged his chest. He had taken a bullet, luckily, just a flesh wound, when he had thrown himself at Hila to protect her. The bullet had grazed his lower abdomen, carving a shallow furrow through the flesh just above his hip. Blood had soaked through his shirt, but the wound was more painful than dangerous.
• It burned with every movement, yet he remained on his feet, stubbornly refusing to slow down. Rudy had continued to be on his feet, searching the derelict, now-deserted warehouse, till Hila had roared at him, commanding him to stop.
• It had been his sister-in-law who had dragged him to the doctor and stood now, arms folded, her black eyes narrowed as she glared at him malevolently.