“Hey,” I call out, crouching by their side. “What the fuck happened?”
When all I get are pathetic groans, I fish my phone out of my pocket and call Beckett, our doctor.
He picks up after the first ring. “Havoc,” I snap out. “Can you come to the construction site on Fourth and Main? Got two beat-up guys here.”
“Be right there,” he replies. “I’m just around the corner.”
Everything’s just around the fucking corner in this town. I don’t say that, though, hanging up with a grunt.
I wave over a couple of workers, ignoring their questions as they spot Wyatt and Kade on the sidewalk.
“What happened, boss?”
“Never mind. Get them inside the office. Dr. Beckett’s coming to look at them.”
My phone rings as I follow them in. Diesel.
“What?” I bark into the microphone. “Got a situation I’m handling here.”
“You got a bigger one here,” Diesel says, his voice serious enough to stop me in my tracks.
“What happened? Where’s Sasha?”
“She’s here,” he says quickly. “And she’s fine. More or less.”
I swear the world turns red as my blood pressure spikes. “More or less? What the fuck, Evan?”
“The Forsaken Kings tried to take her from the mall’s parking lot,” Diesel says. “But Viper got in there and stopped them.”
My blood goes ice cold thinking what could have happened if Viper weren’t there.
“We have to retaliate,” Diesel adds while my mind is still spinning with worst-case scenarios. “Show them what happens when they go after our old ladies.”
“It wasn’t them,” I say numbly.
“What?”
I spin around, looking at where the Forsaken were parked just minutes ago.
“At least it wasn’t sanctioned. Bishop was just here,” I explain. “Rook, Switchback, Wraith, a few newer kids.”
“What? Why? And just because they were there doesn’t mean it wasn’t a distraction. They still could’ve sent people for Sasha.”
“They brought the prospects to me in the back of a van,” I growl, pissed all over again.
“Shit! Alive?” Diesel asks.
I grunt. “Yeah. Bloody and unconscious, but breathing.”
I run my free hand through my hair. Beckett will take care of the boys. I need to get home to my old lady.
“I’m on my way. I’ll tell you everything when I see for myself that Sasha’s alright.”
19
SASHA
Ituck my hair behind my ear as Lucy holds up yet another dress against her slim frame.
