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“Streak!”
I glance up as Tate and Kodiak run in, looking as fucking frazzled as I feel and I stand up, nodding to them.
“They rushed her back and said they’ll come find us when they know something.”
Kodiak nods, turning to stare out at the bays lined up across from us as he scrubs his jaw, his eyes fucking haunted as he turns back to me. “What the fuck happened out there?”
“Honestly,” I whisper, shaking my head. “I don’t even know. It was… insane and felt fucking rushed, unlike all of Evan’s other attacks.”
He nods, his brow furrowed, as his gaze falls to my hands and his face pales.
“Streak, maybe you should go find a bathroom and wash up,” Tate suggests and I shake my head. There is no way in hell I’m leaving my girl. Not happening. She places her hand on my shoulder. “I’ll come find you if there is news but you’re going to scare people looking like that.”
“Fine… but I want to know the fucking second something happens.”
She nods. “Of course.”
Reluctantly, I leave the waiting room and slip into the hallway, spotting a bathroom right across from us and I breathe a sigh of relief. If I have to be away from her, I don’t want to be too far. I stop at the first sink and grip the sides of it as I look up in the mirror and almost fall backward. It’s been a long fucking time since I’ve seen this look on my damn face and I can’t say that I missed it. Squeezing my eyes shut, I force those memories back and try to focus on Rowan as I turn on the water and shove my hands under it.
The water runs red and my stomach churns. My chest aches when I think about what could have happened if I hadn’t heard the stick banging against the tree, or if she hadn’t found the strength to lift it up. I picture her cold and alone as she died out there and it takes everything I have to not put my fist through the mirror.
What fucking game was Evan playing at this time?
What was his end game?
Once my hands are clean, I turn off the water and walk back out of the bathroom, eager to see how my girl is doing. Fuck. I don’t even care that there is still blood all over my shirt at this point. I’ve been gone too long and I need to get back to her. A doctor walks into the room from the other side at the same time I do and walks over to us as I stand next to Tate and Kodiak.
“You the family of Rowan Archer?”
We all nod and he sighs.
“Okay, good news and bad news - the wound to her stomach didn’t hit anything major and we have that stitched up already but the gunshot wound to her arm is bad. It broke the bone in three places and she’s lost a ton of blood so we are taking her up to surgery now to repair the break but as long as everything goes well during the operation, I expect her to make a full recovery.”
My knees give out and I grab the chair next to me to keep myself upright as I release a breath. Tate wraps an arm around my shoulders] and gives them a squeeze as the doctor instructs us to another waiting room where we can sit until Rowan is out of surgery. We watch him leave before Kodiak turns to me.
“I don’t know about you, brother, but now that we know she’s going to be okay,” he says, cracking his knuckles. “I can’t wait to get my hands on Evan.”
I arch a brow. “We caught him?”
“Yeah,” Tate answers, nodding her head as she smiles. “Someone managed to call Rodriguez and he showed up just as Evan was running out of the woods to his car. He grabbed him and Storm instructed him to take Evan to our cabin out by the lake. We’ve got an old barn on the property where they’re keeping him and it’s so secluded out there that no one will hear y’all.”
“What do you say? Want to go handle some business?” Kodiak asks and I glance over as they wheel Rowan into an elevator, fucking torn. I so badly would love a chance to get a hold of Evan and make him pay for the state of my girl right now but leaving her is like stabbing a hot poker in my chest. Tate nudges me and when I glance over at her, she nods.
“I’ll keep an eye on her and call you when there’s an update. Go make that son of a bitch regret ever coming after this club.”
I study her for a second before glancing back at the closed elevator with a sigh. As much as I want to be glued to Rowan’s fucking side, they won’t let me in the operating room and I’m not doing any good just sitting here so I turn back to Tate and nod.
“You call me if anything happens.”
She nods. “I’ve got her, Streak.”
Feeling a tiny fucking bit better about the situation, I turn and walk out of the waiting room with Kodiak, ready to tear into Evan for coming after what’s mine. This fucker is going to wish he’d never even thought of taking revenge on us and then I’ll get back here, ready to greet my girl when she wakes up from surgery ‘cause she and I have shit to work out and for the first time in my life, I’m ready to lay it all on the table for her.
