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“If nothing else,” he says opening a leather bag that’s placed at the end of the bed. “You need stitches above your eye. I also want to check your ribs. I can hear your breathing is labored.”
Shaking my head, I take a seat on the edge of the bed and allow him to work through my various cuts and bruises.
“I think you have a cracked rib or two. If it gets any harder to breathe you need to come to the hospital, but I can’t see it being a problem right now,” he says as he starts putting stuff back in his bag. “Here’s a script for pain medication, although I doubt you’ll fill it.” He hands me a piece of paper.
“Thanks, Doc,” I say as he opens the door and walks out.
I wish I could just go to sleep but I don’t have that kind of luck. The moment Doc leaves, Beast takes his place and I know this conversation won’t go the way I want.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Tell Me the Truth
Beast
My blood is boiling, rage firing off every synapse I have. I want to tear out of here and find the asshole who dared lay hands on Irene, twice. But she needs me to be here for her now and I need to think about this rationally before just going off.
“Tell me what happened,” I say to Irene after Doc checks her out. Justice is standing in the doorway watching us like a hawk. He hasn’t said a single word since he walked out of the kitchen but I can read him like a book and he is furious.
“This isn’t…”
“Cut the shit,” I say with a glare. “You are one of us. You are family to every person in this club and we take care of our own.”
“Kelly,” she moves toward the bathroom with a groan before continuing. “I know you all just want to take care of your own, but this isn’t something you guys can get involved in.”
In my periphery I see Justice pull his phone out of his pocket, glaring at the device before stepping over and handing it to me. I watch the security footage from Dusk, and I feel like I might pop a vein when I watch that asshole hit her.
“I already know what happened.” I show her the clip.
“He’s a cop. You can’t go after him. He is the newest GFPD detective.”
“The fuck I can’t!”
“Calm down, man,” Justice grumbles from his spot beside the door. “We’ll get this prick.”
I glare at my brother before stomping out of the room. I don’t need him to tell me how this will go. I need him to watch my woman, because that is exactly what she fucking is, while I go and take care of this shit.
“Church!” Wolf calls out loudly.
My gaze swings to him, ready to defy an order for the first time since I joined the Gypsy Bastards, but I nod instead. Having the support of my club is one of the main reasons I joined, and I need them right now. Taking out a cop isn’t going to be easy.
****
“All right. This isn’t how any of us planned on spending the night, but we have a situation,” Pope says once everyone is gathered. “We all know Irene came here after some bad shit went down and even though we aren’t exactly sure what happened, it seems the past has caught up to her.”
“What do we know?” Sparrow asks.
“He’s a cop,” I say, anger lacing my words. “Apparently, he recently transferred to the GFPD.”
“That complicates things.” Wolf rubs a hand along his chin. “Are we calling in a favor to the chief?”
“Favors won’t work on one of their own,” Viking interrupts from the end of the table. “You know all that shit about having blue blood and always sticking together. He could have killed her tonight and he probably would have gotten away with it with the help of his buddies.”
My blood boils at the thought of losing Irene. Every word Viking has spoken is true, bitterly so. I have no idea what the rest of the meeting is about or what decisions get made. I am planning. In my mind, I have the perfect plan to get away with taking out this dirty fucking cop.
Pope draws my attention back to the gathering when he pounds his fist on the large wooden table. “Everyone knows what they need to do. Get to it.”
The guys exit the room, but Sparrow stops me before I can leave.
