“Levi.” My blood froze at the way she said my name. At the way she was looking at me from where she had just barely pushed herself up on her elbows. I had never heard her like that, seen her like that, before. “I can’t walk.” Vulnerability shone in her eyes as she looked back at me. And the pleading note in her voice almost cracked my heart. “They cut my hamstrings.” Rage and pain and insanity surged up inside me again. And it took everything I had to suppress it.
