Ryan still kept pointing his gun at Genevieve, he was still dizzy but he made sure his hand that was holding the gun was stable.
"It's me, Ryan, bring your gun down," she said, not daring to move an inch because she was sure if she did then he wouldn't hesitate to shoot.
"Ryan, are you alright?" She asked again.
Ryan blinked and shook his head hearing the familiar voice, he tried to make out who it was but he couldn't.
"Ryan," Genevieve called again and worriedly looked at Rhett who was lying in the backseat.
"It's me, Genevieve," she whispered desperately hoping he would at least hear her.
Ryan's brows raised.
"Genevieve…" he called but his words sounded slurred.
"Yes, it's me," she turned and beckoned for the driver to come over.
"You will have to come outside so I can take you guys to the hospital," she rushed to his side and opened the door.