Chapter 225

By noon, the guys from the fire station had shown up. A whole crew of tall, broad-shouldered men crowded into the hospital room, each one calling out "Captain Hilliard" like they were at a team reunion, noisy enough to blow the roof off. Calliope quietly backed out, giving them space. She leaned against the hallway wall and had just let out a breath when she looked up-only to meet Angelina's gaze. Right then, the door to the dressing room next to her opened, and out walked Rosemary. She had bandages wrapped around her head, but as she followed her daughter's line of sight and spotted Calliope, there wasn't a trace of pain or resentment on her face from having her head bashed in. Instead, she gave Calliope a smug little smirk. Calliope's stomach tensed. She had hit Rosemary on the head, yet this woman hadn't made a move in retaliation so far. No way Rosemary was the type to just let it slide. And she definitely didn't buy that line from Lucien about "I've got your back." So what the hel