She only knew that he would. He was the sort who got things done even in an emergency. Nikki recognized that trait because she had it herself. She might go to pieces later, but she was always cool when it mattered most.Kane discovered an unlocked window and went in through it. He found Nikki on the bed, feverish and sick, sounding as if she were breathing water in and out of her lungs.“My God,” he said quietly.Her eyes opened, dark green with pain and illness in a face like rice paper. “Kane,” she whispered, but her voice made no sound.He didn’t waste a minute. He wrapped her up in the cover and carried her out the door to his waiting car. Ten incredibly fast minutes later, he walked into the nearest emergency room carrying her in his arms.Time seemed to blur after that. She remembered voices and needles and the coldness of metal against her bare skin. Then she slept, very deeply, and the pain mercifully went away.When she woke, it was dark and she was lying in an unfamiliar bed.
