Ghost
The clinic was in total chaos as brothers moaned, some screaming out in pain. I’d seen brothers hurt or wounded, but nothing like this. It reminded me of an emergency room on a full moon. It was bad. Really bad. Ink laid on a gurney, not moving as Massacre tried to stem the blood from his belly. Chisel repeatedly cursed as he sat holding his leg while blood pooled underneath him. Chaos groaned as Roxy prodded his shoulder. Healer worked on Bullseye, who looked to have been sliced open from hip to hip, and Player sat over in the corner rocking Layla, who looked to be unconscious in his arms.
“Fuck!” Healer shouted as he kept adding gauze to Bullseye’s stomach. “Roxy, what’s the damage!”
“Chaos has a shoulder wound. Through and through.” She shouted, moving to the next gurney where Chisel sat holding his leg. “Chisel has a gunshot wound to his left thigh. Looks like the femoral artery was nicked. Clamping it now!”
The moment she inserted the clamp into Chisel’s leg, he screamed, right before he passed out. “He’s going to need surgery immediately, Healer! It’s bad. He’s going to lose his leg.”
“Healer,” Massacre shouted. “Ink has a bullet in his stomach, man. It didn’t go through. It's still in there! I can’t stop the bleeding!”
“Fuck!” Healer cursed. “Viper, call Judge! Tell him it’s a fucking emergency and to stop sightseeing and get here fast. We don’t have enough hands!”
“On it,” Viper said, reaching for his phone and making the call. I knew it was bad if Healer needed his brother Judge to come in. This was a cluster fuck. Seeing Reaper, I walked over to him. “What the fuck happened?”
“We got ambushed. Those fucking Vultures were waiting for us. I want this club locked down tight. Bring everyone in Ghost. Everyone!”
“Where’s Moonshine,” Roxy asked, looking around. “Where’s my husband! Lee Roy!”
Reaper walked over to the woman, took her hands in his. “Roxy. I’m so sorry. He jumped in front of Layla right before Jekyll pulled the trigger. There was nothing any of us could do. He died instantly. I am so sorry.”
“No,” Roxy gasped, shaking her head. “No.”
“Roxy, I know this is a lot to take in. And you have every right to grieve, but we need you now. Healer can’t do this all by himself. We all need you. Dylan and Layla need you. I need you. Please, can you please help us?” Reaper pleaded with the woman who just lost her husband.
Fuck, this was bad. Moonshine was the president of the Tennessee Chapter and Ari’s adoptive father. He loved Ari, and she loved him. How was I going to tell her that her father was dead? How was Roxy going to survive without Moonshine? They’d been together forever.
Fuck!
Roxy nodded and turned back to Chisel, who was still passed out on the table.
“Judge said he’s on his way. ETA twenty minutes.”
“What the hell is he doing in the area,” Reaper asked, looking at Healer. Healer shrugged and said, “I had a hunch shit was going to go sideways, so I called him in three days ago. He’s driving in from New York.”
“Damn it,” Reaper said before Roxy shouted, “Viper get the O.R. ready, Chisel needs to go in now, or he’s going to lose this leg. Healer, can you take care of Bullseye where you are? You only have one operating room.”
“Yeah, but I’m going to need an assist. I can’t monitor him and do what needs to be done by myself.”
“I can help,” Massacre stated. “I am a certified paramedic, now.”
“Good enough,” Healer stated, then shouted, “Clear the room!”
Reaper and I started ushering the brothers back upstairs when I noticed Kitty sitting against the wall, tears running down her face. Squatting before her, I placed my hands on hers. “Kitty, we gotta go upstairs now.”
“I can’t leave him, Ghost. He needs me.”
“I know babe. But you have to let Healer do his job. Come help me with the boys. They could use some coffee, and you know how much we love your coffee.”
“Come on, sis,” Savage said, leaning over to pick her up. “Nuttins’ gonna happen to your old man. I told him I would kick his ass if anything did.”
“You’re such an asshole, Lucas.”
“Yeah, but you love me anyway.”
I said nothing more as Savage carried his sister upstairs. Looking around the room, I prayed I never saw anything like this again. It was too much. So much blood had been spilled, and for what?
All because of lies and secrets.