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“Now that I have my daughter back, I’m better but…” I still couldn’t stop thinking about Jaron and how he was fighting for his life.
“Jaron’s strong.” Mom kissed the side of my head. “I’m glad you both are safe. We’ll keep praying for Jaron.”
“Thank you,” I whispered, my eyes welling.
Brynlee was sleeping against me, with her soother in her mouth and her stuffed pig in her arms. She was safe.
I had learned that after the guys found Jaron at the motel, Greyson brought Brynn to the hospital to get checked out. Thankfully, she was completely fine, and Price never hurt her. The hospital staff cleaned her up from the blood she was covered in. My mom had told me that she brought a change of clothes for her, so she wouldn’t have to stay in the bloodied clothes. I still couldn’t believe Price had left her that way. I knew he was beyond evil but it made me wonder why he didn’t just take her with him instead.
We were now sitting in the waiting room that was supposed to be for family members only but held most of the Hell’s Harlem members that were from this area. The hospital staff only said once that they had to leave. When the guys stood and stared at the young male nurse without even saying anything, the nurse left rather quickly. It had been amusing and something I never expected to see.
When my mom left my side to join my dad, Sammy and Cyrus sat on either side of me. I realized then that it had been something they did quite often. Even if we were standing, Cyrus was usually on my left and Sammy on my right. I never noticed the routine until now.
“Thank you,” I blurted.
All heads turned my way. I looked out at the faces before me. Most I had seen before and met at least once.
Jaron’s parents were off to the side.
My parents were beside them.
They had been talking amongst themselves before I spoke.
Clearing my throat, I shifted in the hard seat beneath me. “I just wanted to thank you all. For being here for Jaron.”
“We’re here for you too, darling,” Tray said from the other side of the room. His hand was clasped in his wife’s. Zillah smiled at me, her eyes sad.
A shuddered breath left me. “I need to see him,” I said low enough for only Cyrus and Sammy to hear.
“I know.” Cyrus stuck an unlit smoke behind his ear. “Sammy.”
“Not leaving her,” Sammy muttered, stretching his legs out in front of him.
“Fine. I’ll talk to the doctor and see if I can get more information on…yeah.” Cyrus cleared his throat, leaning over and kissing the top of Brynn’s head. “I’m glad you’re home safe, little one.” He stood, signaled for Cheesy and Locke to follow him and they left the room.
“I’m going to kill Price,” Sammy muttered, crossing his arms under his chest.
My head whipped around but he never met my gaze.
“Greyson has tried keeping our noses clean. Jaron did what he had to do in jail to survive but still remained out of trouble as best he could. Price has gone too far this time and if Grey and Jaron won’t…” Sammy’s jaw ticked. “I’m going to take care of him, so Jaron doesn’t have to. He needs to behave for you. His family.”
“Sammy, you—”
“He’s done a lot of shit, Piper. A lot. Things that he needs to die for. I have no idea how he even became mayor in the first place. Clearly, he’s paid off everyone to cover his tracks, but he doesn’t know that I know people too.” Sammy looked at me then. “I’m going to uncover all of his dirty little secrets and make him fucking pay for hurting you and Jaron. For hurting the other girls and women. I will avenge you. All of you.” His head turned back to the front and I realized then that the conversation was over.
Before I even had a chance to respond, a man dressed in white, came into the room. He was looking at a clipboard in his hands. He was young with dark hair and features, but you could see the lines in his face from the stress his job had given him.
“Mrs. Mercer?” he finally asked, looking up then. His eyes widened a bit as he saw all of us sitting or standing around in the waiting room.
“Yes?” Eve stood up, keeping her hand locked in her husband’s.
The doctor frowned, looked down at his clipboard and back at us. “Piper?”
Eve gasped.
My eyes widened. “W-What?”
“Are you Piper?” The doctor asked me.
