Chapter 135

IT TOOK more like twenty. Wil's dead weight was floppier and harder to manage than Dallin had thought. It took concentration for Dallin to maneuver Wil semi-upright and hold him in place while Corliss focused on winding the bandage around Wil's shoulder and chest. The dressing was sloppy and temporary, but better than nothing. Dallin had managed to stop the bleeding altogether before, but he hadn't dared to begin the actual healing process until the bullet could be removed. Hopefully, between his and Corliss's efforts, the provisional fix would hold until....

Well. Until.