“That’s her husband. He’s the VP of the Blackwings. I’m guessing you haven’t met him,” he said.
“No, I haven’t. I went to a cookout with Ink, but they weren’t there.”
“You’re right. She didn’t fall, but he’s not the one who did that to her. The club would never stand for that,” Dr. Vaughn explained. “I haven’t talked to her myself, but if she’s hiding what happened, then it probably has something to do with their daughter. She’s had some struggles. Badger and Macy have been trying to help her without enabling her.” He smiled sheepishly. “I probably shouldn’t have told you all that, but they’re good people. If she seems evasive, it’s because she’s protecting her child, not her husband. Badger adores Macy.”
As we were talking, Dice came sliding to a stop beside us, dripping water all over the floor. “Patch,” he said between breaths. “How is she?”
“I haven’t seen her yet, but Presley is her nurse, so she’s been in excellent hands.”
Dice’s eyes widened when he looked at me. “Oh, Presley. Hey. How’s Macy?”
“Um, are you family?”
“Yes, and no,” he said. “It’s complicated.”
“There’s not much I can tell you because of the privacy laws, but she’s in room three, if you want to ask her yourself,” I said, pointing to her room.
“Thanks,” he said and headed to her room.
“I’ll get him some towels,” I told Dr. Vaughn.
“Thanks, Presley.”
I grabbed a handful of towels and mopped up the water on the floor before I took the rest to Dice. Raising my hand to knock on the partially open door, I stopped when I heard Dice say, “Ink and Edge went after him. I haven’t heard anything yet.”
Dice looked up and saw me standing at the door with my hand raised in the air. “Hey, I was just about to knock. Can I come in?”
“Of course,” Macy said weakly.
“I brought you some towels,” I said to Dice. “How are you feeling?” I asked Macy.
“The pain medicine helped. Thank you.”
“Can I get you anything else while we wait for Dr. Vaughn?”
“No, I’m fine,” she said.
“No, she’s not. She’s cold. Can she have another blanket?” Dice asked.
“Of course. I’ll be right back.”
I grabbed a blanket out of the warmer and brought it to her, along with a pair of fuzzy socks. They weren’t cute, but they were warm.
“Oh, honey, feel this blanket. We have to get a warmer for the house,” Macy said.
“We have one. It’s called the dryer,” the man I presumed to be Badger said.
She laughed, followed by a groan of pain.
“What hurts?” I asked.
“My side. I didn’t notice until just now.”
“May I take a look?” I asked.
“Sure.” Dice and Badger got up to leave the room, but Macy stopped them. “No need to leave. It’s just my side.”
Macy pulled the covers back and moved her gown so I could see her side. There was a large red area in the shape of a shoe that would eventually turn into one hell of a bruise. “I think we should probably get an X-ray of your ribs. I’ll let Dr. Vaughn know.”
