Page 22 of Property of Heart

CHAPTER ELEVEN

–HEART –

Motherfucker.I’m guessing this is what it feels like to have your heart ripped out while you’re still breathing.Watching her get pulled into that van, fighting like hell to get her back, then seeing her roll out of a damn moving vehicle?Holy fuckin’ shit.

The worry didn’t fade until I had her checked by the doctor and tucked into bed.Hell, the doc just finished and doesn’t look worried, but I’m still on edge.

I point at Lina and grunt, “Stay put,” as I walk out of the bedroom to follow the doctor.

Closing the door behind me, I ask, “Are you sure she’s fine?”

The old man gives me one of his rare smiles.“Her skin isn’t, and it’s a good thing she had her helmet on when it happened, and if you take care of the road rash, she’ll be just fine.”

I take a slow breath and release it.“Thank you.”

“No need, the invoice will be in the mail.”He turns and walks out of the clubhouse.

Norie’s voice makes me jump when she asks, “Can I go in and check on her?”

Rubbing a hand over my face, I tell her, “Fuck, didn’t see you there.Sure.Tell her I’ll come by later.”

“You heard the doctor, Heart.She’s gonna be fine.”Norie touches my arm.“Fatal wants your help in the basement.Make the fucker suffer, even if Lina can’t feel pain...they did fucking hurt her.”

New determination fills my veins, and I give Norie a tight nod.“Stay with her until I’m done handling the fucker.”

“That goes without asking,” she softly tells me and I watch her slip into my room.

I notice Remus lingering down the hallway.

Snapping my fingers I tell him, “Make sure no one goes in my room.”

“You got it, VP,” Remus grunts.

He walks off to grab a chair, turns it to face the hallway, and drops his ass in it.Feeling somewhat at ease to know my woman is cared for, I head for the basement.Fatal is standing in front of the fucker who grabbed my woman.The man is tied to a chair and isn’t going anywhere any time soon.Well, except to an early grave, but not before I get some damn answers.

Fatal has his arms crossed in front of his chest and his head slowly turns to me when I ask, “Did you get some answers yet?Heard anything from Sevrin?”

“Nothing yet.I did give him an update.He mentioned Karev is still tracking down a lead but will come by once he’s done.Sevrin and Levan went back to Lexmore Beach,” he grunts.

I grab a fistful of hair of the fucker sitting in the chair and stare at his face.“I don’t recognize him.Pretty sure he wasn’t at the forest yesterday, if he was I didn’t see him.”

“Well, he’s not saying shit yet, and I was very fucking persuasive,” Fatal grumbles.

I give my president a grin.“Pretty sure I’m more motivated than you to get me some answers.”

Taking one of my knives, I step forward to take the fucker’s hand.The fucker glares at me and I can tell he’s in pain already.He has more road rash than my woman.Good thing he can feel.I let the top of my knife glide over the raw skin.