“You’ve got to stop doing shit like this.”
Minako rolled her eyes and shifted in the little hospital bed. “Oh come on, you heard the nurse. It’s not even broken, just strained.”
Haruka opened her mouth to protest, but the ER burst into a flurry of activity and noise as an ambulance arrived. A mess of green hair spilled over the edge of the gurney as it pushed through the ER doors. The woman’s face turned as it passed. Even pale from blood loss, she was beautiful. Her eyes met Haruka’s.
She recognized her, the famous heiress from the magazines.
But that wasn’t what sent a jolt down her spine.
“Car crash,” growled one of the suited men who’d followed the woman in. He drew a curtain around the bed.
“But this–”
“The Kaiohs want to be very clear, this was a car crash.”
“Yes,” the doctor said, an edge in her voice. “Tell the press whatever you want, we’ll agree, but I need to know what really happened.”
“The truth?”
Haruka could see the doctor’s shadow nod.
“Ms. Kaioh was in a terrible car accident.”
The man was soon escorted out.
Haruka found herself determined to find out the real truth, what had happened to this poor woman with the beautiful eyes.