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"Fuck. Okay, uhm, Johnny watch her really quick. Lemme just tie up my leg and I'll be right back." Nova rushes out, rubbing Sarah's shoulder. "No, no don't go, Nov." Sarah cried. "Just real quick, okay? I'll be right back. I promise." Nova limped to the back of the truck, leaning on it for support as Alora pulls off her jacket and ripping off the sleeve. Nova winced as Alora wraps it around her bleeding thigh. "This should stop the bleeding."
"It's fine. I'm not important right now, we gotta take of Sarah. She got hit worse." Nova stood up, walking over the door and opening it up, seeing Sarah leaned back staying still. "You call Terrance?" Nova asks, grabbing the shirt Sarah wore previously and having Sarah press it down to attempt to stop the bleeding. "Nov, you gonna be okay?" John B asked worriedly.
"Yeah, I'll be fine. We just gotta focus on Sarah right now." Just as she said that, Terrance pulls up, both he and Cleo climbing out. Nova helps out Sarah, passing her to JB so Alora could help Nova walk. "I just texted you the address of a doctor! Tell him I sent you!" Terrance says as John B helps Sarah to the passenger side.
"You going wit' 'em?" Cleo asked Nova, looking back at her in concern. "Nah, Lora is. I'm gonna follow the gold." Nova said. She didn't trust Terrance to take the gold by himself so she needed to be there. She trusted Alora to take care of Sarah. "Okay, and it's a hospital, right?"
"No, you wanna get caught?"
"I really don't give a shit, T. She needs help."
"He's better than any of the doctors in that shitcan. He's my guy. He got ya. Sarah, look, you gon' be okay. Okay, baby? Just breathe, relax. Everything's good." He says, holding her hand as John B climbs in. "We're gonna meet at the wharf in eight hours. No more. It is hot as hell out there. My guy's good. He's gonna take care of you."
John B holds up his phone, "And this is him, right?"
"That's him. He got you. He's a good guy. Come on." Captain Terrance goes to leave but Sarah calls him back to thank him. "We good, baby. Come on. I got you." Terrance goes to the truck holding the gold.
