“She knows. I told her that.”
“Then what’s the problem?”
“She’s got it in her head that this fucker is going to come back and take the kid. I told her she was being silly, that nothing would get to her or that kid. But she doesn’t believe me.”
“Did you move her into your house on the property?”
“No, Bullseye has her at his house. Said it was more conducive for a family. That and it’s hardwired with all kinds of surveillance shit and a panic room. That man is crazy, Reaper. Not sure I want my sister around him.”
Max laughed. It was good to hear him laugh again. “Bullseye knows what he’s doing. Just let him help.”
“Yeah.”
I heard the door to the room open. I heard footsteps, and then Healer spoke, “Reaper, I’ve scheduled the med-flight. It arrives in two hours and will fly Remi to Purgatory Memorial Hospital, where I will continue her care. Brother, can we have the room.”
I heard a chair screech across the floor, someone whispered something, and then a loud smack. What the hell was that? Then I heard whistling as the door close.
“Reaper, Doctor Delamont, and I ran a few more tests on Remi to find out why she isn’t waking up. Neurologically she is fine. There are no brain bleeds, swelling, nothing. When that came back all clear, we started looking in other areas.”
“Just tell me, Healer,” Max said, holding my hand tighter.
“She’s pregnant.”
“Excuse me.”
What?
No.
I can’t be.
NO! NO! NO! I screamed in my head as the darkness quickly took me away.
TWENTY-SIX
REAPER
I’d been back at the compound for three days now, and Remi still hadn’t woken up. I refused to have her at our house, insisting it was too far away in case of an emergency. Instead, she was currently upstairs in my private room at the clubhouse, where she was protected twenty-four seven.
Healer kept assuring me that she needed time, and the longer she slept, the more her body had time to heal. He kept her feeding tube in, which I hated, but knowing she could not eat for herself, all I could do was nod and agree. My mother and sister had taken it upon themselves to come by every day to make sure Remi was washed, cleaned, and in fresh clothes every day, not trusting the nurse Healer hired to do just that.
Though I wanted her in my bed, Healer insisted she slept in a hospital bed, which was better for everyone else to make sure Remi got the care she needed. It killed me not to have her in my bed, but I did insist that her bed be put in my room. I didn’t want her to have many visitors in case she woke up. I didn’t want her overwhelmed. As it was, my room was a revolving door of people who would come by, sit, talk, and gab about everything and anything. There was no moment of peace for her, and I feared even though she was still sleeping, the constant barrage of intruders was overwhelming her.
As it was, Shamrock and Grimm were currently in my room with her along with my mother, who passionately believed that reading and keeping Remi up to date on celebrity news was essential.
I, however, wanted everyone to leave her the fuck alone.
She’d been through enough. Bombarding her wasn’t going to make her wake up any faster.
I was sitting at the bar downing another shot of Jack Daniels when Ghost sat down next to me. Instead of saying anything, he reached over the bar and grabbed his own bottle.
“Wanna talk about it?”
“No,” I said, taking another drink.
“Why don’t you go sit with her?”
“Mom has her occupied.”