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Chapter Thirty-Three
Pyro
I experienced a small wave of relief as soon as I saw Scribe’s head emerging over the side of the mountain. The instant my gaze fell upon Frank, attached to a basket with a branch clearly impaling his side, a profound feeling of unease surged through my entire being. My concern for Skylar’s condition intensified as I contemplated the possibility of Frank being seriously injured. As paramedics ran over with a gurney, quickly moving Frank into one of the waiting ambulances before taking off, I waited patiently for Skylar.
I didn’t have to wait long.
The next up was Gunner, who held an unconscious Skylar to him. Bleeding from her head, I rushed forward to help him. Holding her lifeless body, Gunner quickly released the c-clamp, holding them together. Gathering her in my arms, I ran with her towards the other ambulance, placing her on the gurney as the paramedics quickly got to work. Once they had her strapped down and ready for transport, we were off.
Upon arriving at the hospital, doctors and nurses whisked Skylar away, leaving me to wait in the waiting room as my brothers and wedding guests began arriving.
“How is she?” Bailey ran over, hugging me.
“Just got here ourselves.”
“Any word about Frank?” King asked.
Shaking my head, I muttered, “No. I was told they took immediately him into surgery.”
Seeing Gunner and Scribe walk in still in their rescue gear, I walked over hugging Gunner as my body shook with relief. “Thank you. Dear God, thank you, Cord,” I barely whispered, trying hard to control my emotions.
Cord hugged me back. “Anytime,brother.”
Releasing him, I looked at Scribe.
“You would be so fucking proud of her, Pyro. Your woman held Frank, refusing to let him go. How she did it, I will never know. Woman is a fucking miracle. Hands down, she saved his life.”
“What do you mean?” King walked over with several others.
“Frank was unconscious. Skylar held him by the wrist as he dangled over the cliff. She never let go. If she did, Frank would have died.”
“What?” Priest gasped. “Frank is close to three-hundred pounds on a good day. Dead weight, he’s more. How the fuck did Skylar hold on to him?”
“My guess,” Scribe stated. “Adrenaline. There are many stories of women who do remarkable superhero shit when faced with danger. Gotta say, Pyro, I’m a bit jealous. No way could I have done what she did. Skylar held her own under extreme circumstances.”
“She is her father,” King muttered, shaking his head, grinning. “A true fucking hero.”
Time slowly ticked by as we all waited for any news about Skylar or Frank. While it looked as if Frank’s injuries were worse, none of us were discounting anything.
An hour later, Sheriff McClure walked into the emergency room, looking tired and worn out. Walking over to us, he simply stated. “Rescue found the jeep. It landed next to the other vehicle. Brian Matthews is dead. From the smell of him, he was drinking and driving. Preliminary reports look like Brian caused the accident.”
“What aren’t you saying, McClure?” King asked, looking at the older man.
“Chase, it was Brian who ran Ellie off the road five years ago. When the rescue team searched his vehicle, they found a note. My guess, he couldn’t take the grief anymore, and planned on going out as Ellie did. In the letter, he admitted to killing his sister. Apparently, the call Ellie received that day was from him asking her to pick him up from the tavern. Only he didn’t wait. Instead, he got in his vehicle and headed up the mountain. The letter doesn’t say why he did that, only that he was the one that accidentally hit Ellie’s car.”
Shaking my head, I didn’t know what to say.
For so long, we all wondered what really happened that day, but to learn it was her brother, all because he was drunk.
I couldn’t wrap my head around it.
This was too much.
If only he had been patient enough to wait for Ellie. She loved her family. Would have done anything for him. All he had to do was wait for her.
Why didn’t he wait?
“Thank you, McClure,” King said, shaking the man’s hand.
