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I understood. My presence was waived because I was shot protecting Rael’s ol’ lady Nylah and her sister Mimi. I was thankful that my brothers sent Solonik straight to hell and reaped his wretched soul, but I got deprived of my own chance at justice for what he did to my sunshine. At least I took a little vindication out on Voltoy. That fucking rapist got a taste of his own medicine when I stuck a broom handle up his ass.

“Patriot, need your head in the game.” Grim’s voice came over the line, and I didn’t realize he was speaking until I heard my name.

“I hear you, pres.”

“Your shoulder healing up?”

“Yeah.”

“Good. Stick around the hospital for now. Not sure how secure Trixie is. Russians have to be watching.”

I was afraid of that.

“Sending Shadow after I talk to him. Kid needs a distraction, and I’m afraid he’s gonna do something stupid after hearing about Stefanie’s death.”

“I’ll make sure he stays with me, pres.”

“Razr is going to make a move soon. The Scorpions have lost too many members not to strike out at the club. Wraith and Exorcist are gonna do a drive-by and see what they can find.”

“Solid plan,” I agreed, not adding my input or plans for the future.

“Don’t think holding back means I don’t know what’s going on in your head, Patriot. You don’t go rogue. No one rides out alone right now. We’ll discuss shit once you’re back at the clubhouse. Wraith and Ex will make sure Shadow finds you. Let me know when Trixie wakes up.”

“Naomi, not Trixie,” I growled, annoyed as fuck, “That’s who she used to be, but it ain’t who she is now.”

Grim sighed. “I know. We’ll try to call her Naomi.”

Wasn’t Grim or my brother’s fault they called her Trixie. She was introduced to us that way. It was Mimi’s call girl name and the one everyone knew. The alias that Alexi Voltoy gave her after she started hooking for him. Not that she had a choice. Fucker almost beat her to death more than once, and he raped her every chance he got. Her real name was Naomi, but her sister called her Mimi. Not long ago, Naomi gave me the privilege of doing the same.

Rage simmered beneath my skin, and my Reaper was ready to break through, tearing up the whole state of Nevada to find those ruthless assholes and make them pay. Voltoy and Solonik weren’t the only ones that harmed Mimi. I’d locate the others and unleash terror upon their souls.

Soon. I would get my revenge.

Not even Grim was going to be able to stop me. I wouldn’t go against my brothers or my club, but if I had to deal with shit independently, I would, and Grim knew it.

“You text me if anyone shows up to that hospital uninvited. You feel me?”

“I do, Grim.”

Rarely called him by his road name. Always used pres because it was his title, and I respected the fuck out of him, but he needed to hear that I was committed to my brothers and protecting our club.

“Try to take it easy. You’re healing from a fucking gunshot to the chest, you fucker. Don’t need your big ass readmitted.”

I couldn’t hold back a slight chuckle. “Right. Mimi will wake up soon, and then we’ll be headin’ in.”

All he did was grunt before I heard Wraith’s voice again.

“Ridin’ back to Tonopah now. Hannibal is calling in the location with the girls. Gonna use one of his contacts to make sure the authorities find the bodies, and the club isn’t involved.”

“Understood. Catch up with ya later, Wraith.”

“Take care, brother.”

Sighing, I ran a hand through my hair, noticing the nurse’s station close by for the first time. Several kept glancing my way, and more than one held an appraising eye. If I wasn’t pissed, distracted, annoyed, and injured, I might have taken one of them into a spare room and fucked some of this stress away. Really needed my dick sucked.

As it was, I wasn’t looking for company. Plenty of muffler bunnies back at the Crossroads anyway. My focus was on Mimi, and she was my priority. Since meeting her, I wasn’t as interested in chasing tail. Something about her appealed to my Reaper, and he latched onto her with ferocity.

My head lifted, and I strode back into Mimi’s room, closing the door with a soft click. Didn’t want to startle her and wasn’t sure how much she could see or hear.


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