Was she still alive?
Had I lost her?
I didn’t know the answers, and I could feel what was left of my sanity begin to snap.
Raven went to the reception desk. “Kelli Murdock just came in via ambulance. We need to see her. Now.”
The guy in scrubs behind the desk pulled up something on his computer. “She’s already on her way up to surgery. I suggest you head up to the OR waiting room and wait for one of the scrub nurses to come talk to you.”
“I want someone to fucking talk to me now!” Raven exploded, and the guy flinched as if she’d hit him. Not that it wasn’t possible. My sister was just as likely to beat the results out of this guy as make demands. “My sister-in-law was shot, and I want to know what’s going on right the fuck now.”
Bash caught her shoulders and whispered something in her ear that had her calming down. He pulled her behind him and glared down at the guy in scrubs. “Thanks for the help,” he muttered. Taking both Raven’s and Quinn’s hands, he headed for the elevator, and I was helpless to do anything but follow.
No sooner were we in the OR waiting room than Bash was urging Quinn down into a chair and pulling out his phone. I only caught snatches of his conversations as I paced to the window and back to the door, needing the physical activity so I didn’t start climbing the walls.
Hours passed. My three brothers, along with Gracie and Flick, showed up. Jet stopped me long enough to get the card Badcock had given me earlier, then went outside. I didn’t even think about what he was doing, why he wanted to call the other guy.
My mind was trapped in the memory of seeing Kelli lying in a pool of her own blood on the side of the road. Her head had been right in the way of any oncoming vehicle, and they could have run over her if they weren’t watching closely enough.
Who shot her? Who the fuck did this to her?
Spider came through the door and pushed Willa down beside Quinn, where Gracie was also sitting. Trigger came in with Aggie, saying something about Max and Lexa staying with Matt and Rory back at the clubhouse. Badcock walked through the door with his two goons, and after talking to Raven and Bash, took a seat in the corner and remained quiet. I barely noticed his arrival and forgot about him as soon as I was pacing again.
People were showing up left and right, but there was no sign of a nurse or doctor who could tell me how Kelli was doing.
Finally—fucking finally—the door opened, and a guy in sweat-drenched scrubs walked in with a nurse behind him. His face was gray, his eyes hooded with fatigue. My knees felt unsteady as I crossed the room to him. “Well?” I choked out through a throat that ached from the lump that clogged it.
“Are you Kelli Murdock’s family?” the man asked with lifted brows.
“She’s my fiancée,” I answered without hesitation. “How is she?”
He exhaled tiredly but began to explain Kelli’s condition. “There was a single gunshot wound to the upper abdomen that caused a lot of damage. It ruptured her spleen, and she lost a lot of blood. The spleen was removed, and we did an exploration of the surrounding area to ensure there was no further damage to anything vital. Her upper intestine was nicked, but we repaired that easily. Her heart and lungs are fine, but she did sustain some damage to her left kidney, which also had to be removed.”
“Is she okay, though?” Quinn demanded, her hand touching my arm and her nails sinking into my skin as she waited for his answer.
“She’s going to be fine as long as she doesn’t run into any complications. Infection is the biggest cause for concern, but I don’t foresee any issues that will hinder her having a full recovery.” The doctor gave us a grim smile. “She’s being moved into recovery as we speak and will be in ICU overnight as a precaution.”
“When can I see her?” I demanded, relief making my voice hoarse.
“Let’s give her tonight to come out from under the anesthesia, and I’ll let you spend as much time as you want with her, come morning.” He paused, his face turning serious. “Since this is a gunshot wound, the authorities had to be contacted. Do you have any idea who could have done thi
s to her?”
Without answering, I offered him my hand. “Thank you, Doctor. For everything you did. I really appreciate you saving my Kelli.”
He shook my hand and backed up, his nurse still by his side. “The cops will be in touch, I’m sure,” he said as he walked out the door.
“Of course they will be,” Raven muttered then threw her arms around me. “She’s going to be okay. You can relax now. She’s not going anywhere.”
I hugged her tight for a long moment before stepping back. “Stay here with her,” I told her. “If anything happens, call me. Anything at all, Rave.”
Her brows knitted together. “Where are you going?”
“Stay with her,” I repeated as I walked out the OR waiting room door.
Behind me, all three of my brothers followed me out, with Bash and Spider right behind them. As I pushed the call button for the elevator, Badcock and his two men joined us.
“Samson?” the old man asked in a low, dangerous tone.