Fuck, maybe that’s where she went. But if that was the case, I couldn’t go there until it was safe. Until I took care of her so called parents and traffickers who profit off of selling children.
I lowered my voice, “Where is Cypher, I kind of expected him to be…” I nodded in Meg’s direction.
She laughed and then groaned. Gregory, moving over to check on her, “I had to kick him out of the room until he could keep himself calm…” The older doctor looked from Meg to me, “He was being a little too… dramatic.”
Angel stood tall and went to move away, but I grabbed his arm, “I want to be there when he takes his last breath.”
Looking down at me, he nodded a sad tinge to his dark eyes, he had dark circles and he was looking older, worn down. “I think there a few people would like to be there to see Razor take his last breath in person. Gavin is fixing him up now. So you rest, and when we have everything out of him… we will make sure you are there.”
I slid back down into the bed, feeling heavy and tired. Angel moved across the room, taking the seat the doctor left to check on Axel.
“Now you might be the biggest surprise of this whole shit show. I didn't know you could shoot like that.”
Meg shot Angel a look, “That’s because it isn’t just Razor who underestimates or just flat out misses shit when it comes to the women in this club. But why pay attention to us, we are just the weaker sex…” She lifted an eyebrow at him in an almost challenge.
“Who knew all the club Ol’ Ladies were all so strong willed.”
She gave him a look that said,‘you are just proving my point asshole.’
Angel chuckled and held out his hands in defence, “How’d you learn to shoot like that?”
Meg studied Angel for a moment, before adjusting herself slightly and answering, “I grew up with my dad and brothers. They taught me to hunt, to shoot, and how to defend myself. They are all military or law enforcement. I didn’t like the violence, didn’t want to be surrounded by it all day and baking always gave me peace, this quiet joy… you know…” She cleared her throat and smiled sadly, “It’s funny, he never even asked me about my family… I think he assumed we don’t talk because I moved here on my own when I bought the building for my bakery… I grew up watching my brothers train their whole lives to be the best at what they do, and watched my brother hack into his first government agency when I was ten. I grew up around computers, and guns… but it never made me happy… not like them.”
Gregory moved back to Meg handing her some pills and a glass of water.
She smiled up at him, “Thank you.”
Angel watched her for a few minutes, and then asked, “If you know computer shit and have all this training... Why didn’t you ever say anything or offer to help Cypher.”
At that Meg laughed and then winced.
Gregory moved to me, handing me a few pills, “For the pain.”
Meg’s usually warm brown eyes were cold when she responded, “Seriously. You guys treat women like property, not as partners. I did offer to help, but he brushed me off saying it would just slow him down to teach me… But he had it taken care ofright…and then he had Lacey…” A tear rolled down her cheek, but she didn’t wipe it away. “Why would I expose my family, or myself… for this club? I am just a simple sweet girl who has a cute hobby business. Why would anyone take me seriously…”
“I would…”
She held up a hand shaking her head at him, “Bullshit, if I came to you and said hey… I can help. Would you have believed me, or would you have brushed me off like Cypher did?”
Angel opened his mouth and then closed it, mutteringfuck.
Axel groaned, pulling our attention and then the door opened and in walked Gavin, covered in blood. He kept his eyes on the floor, “I just need to get cleaned up and then I can look Axel over to make sure he’s healing alright.”
I could feel the warmth of the pills kicking in, but at the mention of Axel, someone else came to mind. “Marisol… is she? And Mara?”
Gregory smiled at me, “They are both ok, and so are the babies. I am keeping a close eye on Marisol. She wasn’t harmed physically, but…”
He didn’t finish and he didn't need to. Marisol wouldn’t be the same after this.
Gavin quickly changed his shirt and washed up, then moved beside Angel.
Before sleep pulled me under again I heard him tell Angel, “Lacey isn’t going to live long if we keep her out there.”
The last thing I heard was Meg’s voice turned ice cold when she said, “Good.”
I don’t think any of us will be the same after this.
CHAPTER 34