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I nod, and lean against the door, watching until I can longer see her bed.
Fuck, I’m tired.
Downing my second cup, I take the last one and fall into a chair looking outside.
“Excuse me,” someone says from the door ten minutes later. “Is this Ms. Williams' room?”
“She’s having scans done,” I tell the young man in scrubs.
“I’ll just leave these here. We received a delivery in the ER waiting room a couple of minutes ago asking to have these delivered to her.”
I don’t say anything as the young man brings in a dozen red roses and places them on the table.
“Have a nice night, sir.”
I don’t respond. I can’t. There’s no way this is a coincidence. Somehow, I make myself stand, walk to the flowers, and pull off the note.
“Wait,” I say, chasing after the man. “Did you see the person who delivered these?”
The man turns and nods.
“He said his name was David and that he was an old friend of Ms. Williams.”
I nod my thanks and read the note.
Hello, Obsidian scum. I hope you enjoyed your coffee. Your woman is now in my custody. You have one hour to deliver ten-thousand dollars to this address before I put a bullet between her eyes. Don’t even think about contacting your brothers. I have eyes and ears everywhere. One hour. Not a second less. The clocks ticking. T.
My vision fades as I read the note a second time. The address listed below is only a ten-minute drive from here, but I didn’t drive.
I rush from the room making plan after plan. I don’t want to risk calling my brothers. But how the hell am I going to get ten-thousand dollars tonight when all of the banks are closed? I try and remember how much cash I have in my safe at home, but I don’t think it’s going to be enough.
Fuck it.
Pulling out my phone, I hit two and call.
“Did something happen? Is she okay?”
“Someone took her right out of the fucking hospital,” I tell Ghost. “They sent a dozen roses to her room with a note attached saying I have one hour to bring ten thousand dollars to the address listed. I think it’s Thorn. Didn’t Bitsy say his name was David?”
“Fuck. EVERYONE, GET THE FUCK DOWN HERE. Yeah, it sounds like Thorn. Meet us at my house,” Ghost says. “I have the cash here at home.”
Thank fuck.
“I’ll pay you back tomorrow,” I promise.
“No, you won’t. Because the second Bitsy is out of harm's way, we’re going to kill this fucker,” Ghost says before hanging up the phone.
As I wave down a taxi, I can’t help but feel a mixture of fear and determination. Thorn has made a grave mistake by taking Bitsy, and he’s about to learn just how far the Obsidian Motorcycle Club will go to protect one of our own.
As soon as the first cab stops, I hop in the back seat and spout out Ghost’s address. No sooner do I sit down, than the door locks and something pierces my neck. I manage to glance beside me only to see a man smiling.
“Nighty night,” he says. And then everything goes dark.
Chapter Twelve
Bitsy
To say I freaked the heck out when I woke up would be an understatement. I thought I had been buried alive. It turns out that I was just in an MRI machine. I’m almost positive that I’ll have nightmares because of that.
