I twisted my head to look at Volt.“I didn’t think the second shot was fatal.”
Volt frowned.“Lark shot Rusty in the head because Rusty was aiming at Ivy.He’d hadn’t meant to kill Sig, but the EMTs said he was dead at the scene.”
“Did you or Blood call Dad?”
Volt nodded once.“Blood did.They’re on their way out.”
A clock on the wall indicated it was seven-forty-five.If my parents were already enroute, with good traffic, they’d get here around two-thirty in the morning.
“Dad’ll be lucky if he doesn’t get a speeding ticket,” Mickayla said, leaning forward to look at me.
I gave her a half-hearted smile.
Volt shook his head.“Gamble isn’t driving.He and Victoria are riding out with Block and Heidi in their Tahoe.”
It hadn’t occurred to me that this was so bad, Dad wouldn’t be able to drive out here.I tilted my head back, fighting against my swirling emotions.Rage that Killian put himself in that position, helplessness, and a desperate, clawing desire that he survive.
“Garrison family,” a male doctor wearing surgical scrubs said from the front desk.
Mickayla and I surged toward the desk.
“That’s us.We’re his siblings,” Mickayla said.
The doctor’s eyes darted past us.I looked over my shoulder and saw all my MC brothers standing at my back.
“They’re with us,” I murmured.
“I’m Dr.Ieverson.We removed the bullet from your brother’s lung.He’s on a ventilator and he’s been moved to ICU.The next twenty-four hours are crucial.Our primary concerns are infection and blood clots.We’ll be monitoring him for both.He’s young and appears to be in good shape, so the goal is to wean him from the ventilator within thirty-six to forty-eight hours.After that, he’ll likely be moved to a regular hospital room.”
“But he’s going to be okay?”Mickayla asked.
Dr.Ieverson turned compassionate eyes to my sister.“I’m sorry.All I can tell you is that the next twenty-four hours are the determining factor.”
Mickayla’s inhale mingled with a sob, and I put my arm around her shoulders.
“Can we see him?”I asked.
“One at a time, yes.I’ll send a nurse out.”
Chapter 30
Through-and-Through
Ivy
MyhandtickledwhenI woke up.I thought it was just the IV line moving, since I’d woken up earlier and Mom had told me I’d had surgery.Ryan came to see me, but the nurses put more drugs in my IV bag, and our visit was cut short since I couldn’t stay awake.
I opened my eyes and saw Ryan was holding my hand.He was drawing circles on my palm and he had his head bent to my hand, like he was studying it.
“Hey,” I croaked.
His head jerked up.“Ivy.”
I felt my lips tip up.“How’re you doing?”
His eyes widened.“I’m supposed to be asking you that.”
“I’m awake, so that’s a good sign, right?But how’s your brother?”
