“She’s awake get her discharge papers ready,” I demand not wasting time in getting the fuck out of this hospital.
Right now, my woman is sitting vulnerable in a bed when I need her at the clubhouse where I know she’s safe.
Once I get Cara situated, I intend to get to work finding every last one of those fuckers running with Dickson aka fuckin’ Spark.
“I’m fine, you go do what you need to do, Nick,” Cara orders from where she’s propped herself up on the mound of pillows I’d gotten for her. I learned she loves her pillows, she might not sleep on them when we’re in bed together but that’s neither here nor there.
“Alright, babygirl, you need me call me,” I murmur leaning down to press a kiss to her lips gingerly. Due to the airbag deploying she has two black eyes and a busted lip. Another thing to hurt Dickson for.
“I will, but I should be okay, for now at least,” she states.
“Okay,” I nod and head for the door. “Love you, Cara.”
“Love you too, Nick,” she says loud enough for me to hear her as I close the door.
I get halfway down the hallway when Cara screams my name.
Fuck, turning on my heel, I rush back to the room. Storming through the door, several of my brothers right behind me.
“What’s wrong?” I ask moving quickly to the bed as I take in the panic in her features.
“Um, I . . . I do–don’t think I’m okay,” she whimpers, tears spilling down her cheeks.
Nodding, I realize she needs me right now and I’ll let my brothers go on the manhunt to find these fuckers without me.
Pulling Cara into my arms, I hold her tight as I glance over at Stoney, Tracker, and Shadow standing there, looking on with understanding in their eyes.
“We’ll find him and bring him to you,” Stoney declares.
“Thanks, Prez,” I nod in appreciation.
“Nothing to it, family takes care of family,” he states before leaving the room, Tracker and Shadow following right behind him.
This right here is why I fuckin’ love my club and would do anything for them, because they’ll do the same for me.
“Brother, we couldn’t find Spark, but we got two of the men with him,” Stoney informs me as I step into the hallway.
They’d just gotten back, and Cara is out like a light thanks to a sedative Tinsley gave her. She should be out for the rest of the night. Which is good considering she needs it. After my brothers left, I was able to find out what freaked her out.
Cara explained to me the last thing she saw while we were hanging upside down in the truck was me knocked out face covered in blood and she didn’t know if I was alive. I get her reasons and the fact this happened not even forty-eight hours ago, so I’m giving her what she needs right now. However, with her knocked out asleep, I have time to deal with this matter at hand.
“Who?” I growl.
“Fucker named Mountain, and some other dude that was wearing the Prez patch, but I know he ain’t fuckin’ Spark,” Stoney sneers.
“They here?” Please let him have brought them back.
Nodding Stoney grins. “Yeah, they’re here. Called Horse on the way back, he’s on the way up along with Twister. They’ve been waiting a long fuckin’ time to get their hands on Mountain, for what he had a hand in with Kenny.”
Shit, I forgot he’d been a part of what happened with Kenny.
Knowing they deserve to be the ones to take him out, I’ll give him my fist and gut the other.
“Let’s get this done then so I can get back here,” I grumble.
“How she doing?” Stoney asks as he leads the way out of the clubhouse.
“Fuckin’ scared out of her mind. Thought she lost me. It’s why she freaked the way she did earlier,” I snarl, thinking of it pisses me off even more.
“Hate this shit for her and it’s not going to get any easier. Spark has declared a war and it’s going to be awhile before shit’s settled.” Don’t I know it. I can only guess as to who, Dickson will go after next. I’m betting Storm.
Stepping outside, Stoney points to the tree line. “Decided to chain’ em up like fuckin animals since that’s what they are.”
“Thanks,” I mutter, making my way toward the tree line finding my brothers standing guard over the fuckers who are about to lose their lives. Well at least one of them will now, the other later.
I don’t speak or acknowledge anyone as I step forward, pull my fist back, and slam it into Mountain’s face, connecting with his jaw. He staggers somewhat but falls to his knees when I throw another punch into his gut and bring my knee up to slam his head against it. “That’s for your part in what you did to my ol’ lady, now you can watch what’s about to happen to your friend here and anticipate my brothers work when they get here.”
Moving to the other fucker, I pull one of my guns out of its holster. With us being so far out and no one around for miles, I don’t have to worry about anyone hearing what I’m about to do. Pulling the trigger, I unleash the entire clip into the asshole. From between the eyes to his dick I filled his body with holes.
“Rot in hell asshole for what you did to Cara,” I snarl and spit at the fucker as he falls to the ground. Eyes still open.
Turning away from the fuckers, I face my brothers.
Stoney steps forward first.
“We ride through hell to get to the other side,” he states and I close my eyes and nod my head before repeating his words along with my brothers.
The war might have started but this battle has been won and I’ve got a woman to watch over and keep my promise
