“Shit,” Rune hissed.
Then there was my mom, the image of what I was going to look like in a few years.
In short… lovely.
She paused, taking in the scene, then exhaled hard. “Are you sneaking her out to see him?” she asked, long strides taking her right to Rune’s side.
“Yeah.”
“Well, we better hurry up.”
She snatched up the sweatshirt, pulling it down over my head before untying my hospital gown and slipping it out from under the shirt.
“How are you getting her out without one of the guards seeing?”
“Why can’t I just leave?” I asked. “If Cameron has been dealt with?”
“Fallon just wants to make sure there are no other threats from his former crew,” Rune explained. “The girls are mostly still here. Except for Kit and Ria. But they tapped out a few days ago.”
“Wait… how?” Protection was always mandatory for us.
“Dunno. They talked to Chris. Chris sent guards to the farm. Which is good because the club didn’t know what the fuck they were doing with all the animals. Was funny as fuck to watch my brother get chased by a pack of geese, though. One of ‘em bit him right in the ass when he tripped over a rake.”
A laugh bubbled up out of me at that.
But then my mom was yanking my hoodie over my head and reaching in to tuck my hair away. “Since the girls are still here, most of the guards aren’t going to give you a second look.”
“Just keep your head down,” Rune added.
“I’m going to go distract your father,” my mom said, giving me a quick squeeze then rushing away.
“Alright, so I can see how we’re getting through the halls,” I said, following beside Rune as we moved through the twisting inner world of Hailstorm’s compound, “but how are you going to sneak me into a car and out of here?”
“Got my brother running distraction at the gate. You’re gonna hide under a blanket in the backseat, but I doubt they’re going to look.”
With that, we made our way out of one of the side doors where he had the SUV pulled up right to it.
Really, it was surprisingly easy. Enough that I was shocked one of us hadn’t attempted it in the past.
I guess because we knew we wanted to be safe.
“Hey,” Rune said after rolling down his window at the gate, “I’m gonna head out. See if you can catch a ride back when you’re done.”
Croft made some kind of joke that had the guard laughing and hitting the gate button.
And that was it.
We were out.
“You can sit up,” Rune said when we were halfway down the hill.
“Do you think they’re going to let me in looking like this?” I asked, pulling down my hood.
“The worst of it is hidden by the sweats. But I think it might work in your favor. Say you were there with him, that you were getting treatment, that you want to see your husband.”
“My husband?”
“Right. Here. Rings,” he said, handing them back to me.
