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began cleaning the area. When my hand slipped in the blood, I gagged.
Over my shoulder, one of them said ¡°Look at her. Can¡¯t even handle a little blood.¡±
¡°Yeah,¡± Crow said in response. ¡°You¡¯d do a better job than her, Ripper.¡±
I swung my head back with daggers in my eyes. ¡°If you¡¯re so confident, then do it.¡±
¡°Get back to work,¡± Crow snarled but I didn¡¯t skip a beat before responding.
¡°If you keep distracting me, I¡¯m going to mess up,¡± I said. ¡°You can blame me all you
want if he dies, but I¡¯m trying my best with the given environment.¡±
¡°Don¡¯t speak to me like that, you little¡ª¡±
¡°Crow, don¡¯t finish that or I swear¡ª¡± Isaac tried interrupting Crow but Tank shouted
louder than each.
¡°Quiet!¡± The way he glowered at each of them scared me more than any principal or
boss ever had before. ¡°She¡¯s right. Let her focus.¡±
Breathing again, I focused back on Archer¡¯s leg. Detaching myself from the experience,
I resumed cleaning the wound on autopilot. As soon as I began to feel confident about my
ability, I removed the bullet with the tweezers. The sensation of friction I felt when I
pulled the bullet out of the cavity was too nauseating to handle. As soon as the bullet was
safely outside of his thigh, I dropped it and the tweezers and ran to the garbage can
behind the bar to vomit.
¡°What do you think you¡¯re doing?¡± Tank called in his gravelly voice, but I couldn¡¯t
respond. I was already heaving any contents in my stomach. ¡°Wrench, get your woman
under control! There¡¯s an open hole in his leg!¡±
I heard Isaac rush behind me at the order and rubbed my back as I dry heaved, nothing
left to get out. In a soothing voice that only hurt my mind, he said, ¡°Shh. Samantha,
you¡¯re almost done.¡±
I swallowed then tried to steady my breath, but tears stung my eyes. ¡°I don¡¯t want to¡¡±
¡°You have to.¡±
My shoulders trembled when his palm moved up my spine and I shook my head. ¡°I
can¡¯t.¡±
¡°I need you to.¡±
¡°How could you bring me here?¡±
