Sold to the Circus (Welcome to the Circus #5) Read Online Lani Lynn Vale

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Contemporary Tags Authors: Series: Welcome to the Circus Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 68500 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
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They closed with a finality to them, making my heart twist.

I was somehow at Felix’s side.

Somehow, I managed to get to him, and then I was staring into his wide, terrified eyes.

“I’m going to kill Marty,” he rasped.

Then there was blood on his lips.

“Get back,” I heard someone say.

I looked up to see a gurney headed our way.

I got back, and two burly nurses were suddenly there, getting Felix onto it.

I stayed back, unable to move, as I watched them take him into the closest trauma room and start working on him.

A groan sounded from the floor, and I looked down at the forgotten West Backer.

Anger, revulsion, and pity warred through me as I stared at the disgusting excuse for a human being.

Every last inch of me wanted to leave him there to die. To leak his lifeblood onto the white floor.

But the doctor in me, the one who kept saying that we didn’t get to choose who we treated, said I needed to work on him. That human life was precious, and we didn’t get to pick and choose who lived and who died.

Swallowing hard past the lump in my throat, I snapped at the closest nurse and said, “Help me get him up onto a bed.”

She was already shaking her head.

“Fine. You’re going to have to walk there,” I said to the young man.

His eyes were blue.

So. Blue.

“I can’t,” he said.

Screaming and urgent calls of help came from the room that Felix was in, and I had to pause for a short second and say a prayer to whomever would listen that I needed him. That I didn’t think I could do this life without him anymore.

Such a short time back with the man shouldn’t have had me acting so stupid, but there I was, unable to function without him.

My brain was muddled, and there wasn’t a single thing that was helping clear it.

The only thing that could, would be hearing he was okay.

But I didn’t think he would be.

Tears streaming down my face, I helped the man to his feet, and walked him into the room.

“Where are you hurt?” I asked him as I all but helped him fall onto the bed.

The man groaned, then tried to point to his chest, but couldn’t quite pick his fingers up.

I cut his shirt open with the trauma shears in my pocket, and stared at the same exact wound that was just inflicted on Felix.

A heartbreaking sound left my throat, but I shut it down before it could form into more.

“I need help in here!” I yelled.

No one came.

Not a single person.

I swallowed hard.

“Rose!” I yelled. “I need help!”

I knew Rose would’ve come if she were near. Lori, too.

Tammy walked right up to the door, took a look at the man on the table, and snorted. “If you think you’re getting help after what they did to Felix, you’re delusional.”

I hated her.

I hated her so much.

“Do you honestly think that I would be doing this if I had a choice?” I snapped. “Get the fuck out. Maybe if you’re feeling generous, you’ll go find someone that’s willing to help.”

“Fat chance,” Tammy said.

That’s when I saw Nash.

“Nash,” I said as I called him to me. “I need help.”

He came into the room and took a look around.

Then he grabbed some gloves off the wall, slipped them on, and walked up to me. “What do you need?”

I told him everything I needed, then said, “Take my badge. You can get me some medications from that cart. You don’t happen to know how to start an IV, do you?”

He took the badge, then I walked him through how to get what I needed.

He came back seconds later, laid everything down on the bed near me, and then left.

Heart sinking, I stared at his retreating back, then did what I had to do.

If I didn’t have help….

Nash came back with a timid looking nurse, a bag of saline, and IV paraphernalia.

“Get to work,” he barked at the nurse.

I hadn’t seen her very many times.

And that’s when it hit me.

She was a student nurse.

“Come here,” I urged. “Help me.”

Together, the three of us, some of the most inexperienced people in the hospital, worked in tandem.

And that’s how, three minutes later, I was standing with my fingers in a man’s chest, when Quincy Carter walked in.

His eyes were wild as he took a long look at the man I was helping.

Then his eyes came up to me.

“You’re saving my brother’s life.”

I looked up to find Quincy there, staring at the man in front of me in horror.

The look on his face was one I’d never forget for the rest of my life.

I had my fingers in the man’s chest, pinching off an artery that was seconds away from causing him to bleed to death.

“What?” I asked.

“Garrett is my baby brother,” he said as he stared at me. “He was undercover.”


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