Sawyer tried to speak, causing another round of rough coughing.“Shh, don’t speak, baby,” I told her. “It’s okay.”She shook her head weakly. “Fi… find my phone,” she managed to say, her voice ragged and hoarse.“What?” I shook my head. “That’s not important right now, sweetheart.”Her hand squeezed mine, though there wasn’t much strength to it. But damn, she was trying. Her eyes looked at me desperately.“Find my phone…” she insisted again. “Evidence.”She’d found something. Something important to her.“Okay,” I told her. “Okay, baby. We will. We’ll find it. I promise.”Sawyer managed a weak smile, moments before her eyes fell shut. But her hand still clung to mine. So I knew she was still with me.“We need you to let her go, sir,” one of the medics repeated. “We’re giving her some meds. She’s going to lose consciousness soon. But we need to get her to the hospital. Please, step back.”“Come on, Sylas,” Christina told me, pulling me back. “Let them take her.”I kissed her hand. “I’ll
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