Black Network
He groaned, reaching for the wet gauze taped to his left shoulder, but a hand caught his wrist.
"Look who's awake," Trent said, sitting back in a metal chair. "Don't move."
Wallace struggled to sit up, the white-hot agony in his shoulder dragging him back down onto the mattress. He gasped for air, his throat dry.
"Lay back down," Trent ordered, setting his mug on the floor. "Doc Renner dug the slug out, but you lost half your blood. You're empty."
Wallace ignored him, grabbing Trent's jacket collar with his right hand. "Moss..." he managed, throat raw. "Get to Rachel Moss."
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