Oh, do you think I broke his wrist?" Cecily asked, puzzled, as she wrapped her...

Oh, do you think I broke his wrist?" Cecily asked, puzzled, as she wrapped her arms around her chest and stared at the writhing form on the floor.
"You might have," Tate returned in a voice like steel. "But I called the ambulance because I broke several of his ribs."
He didn't sound sorry, either.