Survival Instincts

The heavy hospital door clicked shut, the metallic latch snapping into place and instantly severing the warm, artificial cheer of Blair’s room from the sterile chill of the hallway.

Preston wasted no time. The moment he and Declan were isolated in the stark white corridor, the nagging, sickening image of the mangled flesh on Sloane’s calf rose to the forefront of his mind. He turned to his child