"Marcus!"
Aria's scream with terror as she scrambled out from under him, and her hands immediately went to the blood spreading across his shoulder.
"Stay with me," Aria said, and tears streamed down her face. "Marcus, stay with me!"
"I'm okay," Marcus managed to say through the pain. "Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine," Aria said. "Medic! We need medical now!"
Federal agents swarmed the scene, and some rushed to James's fallen body while others surrounded Marcus and Aria.
Dmitri dropped to his knees beside them. "How bad is it?"
"Hurts like hell." Marcus said.
"Don't move," Dmitri ordered. "Wait for the paramedics."
Viktor appeared with the medical team that had been standing by outside, and they immediately went to work on Marcus.
"Male, early thirties, gunshot wound to upper left shoulder," one paramedic reported while checking Marcus's vitals. "Pulse is strong, breathing stable. We need to transport to the trauma center for surgery."
