Chapter 43

Zeke’s POV

Entering the casino, I felt the familiar rush of adrenaline that always accompanied the flashing lights and pulsing music.

As I made my way to the VIP lounge, I couldn't shake the image of Kamille's face from my mind.

I have to be the first person she sees when she wakes.

I sat and the bartender quickly served me with a glass of sapphire royale. I wanted to drown out my thoughts. If only for a little while.

“Brother!” Zane echoed from behind me. Finally they were here. My heart danced in joy.

“What’s up brother?” Fletcher asked, his voice laced with concern.

I offered them a weak smile. “I just need a drink for now.” I replied, taking the vintage style glass in my hand.

“I bet my brother's heart has been toyed with.” Zane said, turning towards Fletcher.

“No bro. Leave the heartache to me. I bet his skin was sullied by lowlifes.” Fletcher countered and they both laughed. I smiled.

“Why are gr