Chapter 20
Before Havoc can make the call, Sutton’s name comes across the screen. Thank god one of them is responsible. Raegan and I are going to have one hell of a conversation when I pick her ass up.
The face that Havoc makes has me on edge. He quickly pulls the phone from his ear and puts it on speaker.
“Are you hit?” Sutton asks someone.
Who is she talking to? And hit with what?
“My shoulder’s…” Raegan’s voice comes over the speaker but sounds far away.
Just then the sound of loud metal popping booms over the phone and my heart stops. I know the sound all too well. They’re gunshots, and I’m sure the target is Raegan and Sutton. Where the fuck is Trick?
The next sounds are a loud crash and screaming.
I’m not sure if it was from Sutton or Raegan, but it sends a tremor down my back.
A loud splash comes across the speaker of the phone as panic washes over me.
Holy fuck, did they crash? I’m pulling at my hair waiting to hear something, anything, but we’re met with silence.
The sound of boots approaching has me glancing up from the phone and all my brothers stand there in a circle as we wait to hear if they survived.
Havoc is yelling at the phone for Sutton, but nothing is coming through from their side.
It feels like a lifetime before someone finally answers in a heart crushing plea.
“Help! Please help us,” I hear Sutton pleading, and I break out in a cold sweat. We can’t do anything until we find out their location.
“Sutton, where are you? Was that gunfire? Sutton!” I hear the panic in Havoc’s voice. He needs to focus and stay calm. I’ll also need to figure out what’s going on between him and Sutton once all this gets settled.
“We’re hit—” she starts, but I think she must be going into shock. I fucking know my body is almost there just listening to all of this.
“Where Sutton? Where are you?” Havoc is trying not to scream, but he’s losing the battle. I know he’s just as worried as I am.
There is another long pause before she lets out a shrilling cry.
“No, no, I think she’s dead! They killed Raegan, Havoc!”
My body gives out dropping me down to my knees. I have my arms over the seat of a bike and I’m vomiting everything in my stomach.
“Where, Sutton, goddamn it!” Havoc demands her to focus, but I can’t as Sutton’s words blanket around me.
She pauses again.
“Water…Havoc, we’re in water. We’re sinking fast.”
“Water?”
Jesus! There are so many lakes around here; it would take hours to find out which one.
“The bridge. Raegan’s bridge,” she hurriedly says.
A lightbulb lights up, and I stand quickly mounting my bike as we all race to start our bikes.
“We’re coming, baby, hold on,” I hear Havoc say and hang up before we roar out of the clubhouse.
Havoc knows the way better so he’s taking the lead as we storm through town and out of the city. What normally takes ten minutes only takes six, but it might as well be hours at this point.
My mind won’t stop playing Sutton’s words, “I think she’s dead!
They killed Raegan.” It’s hard to not crash my bike as we make a curve around the bend.
Off in the distance, we see red tail lights driving in the opposite direction, speeding away.
They look like motorcycle lights, but right now I don’t care, I just need to get to my woman.
As we approach the bridge, you can see where the car flew over the ledge. An entire section of the bridge is missing. Not waiting to put the kickstand down, I drop my bike and race over to the side.
“Jesus Christ!” I hear one of my brothers say.
It’s ink black out, but the light from the full moon is giving us something. Everyone grabs their lights and shines it down on the water. I’m already ripping off my cut, holsters, and boots ready to jump in when we hear someone shouting.
“Over there!” We turn and see Ledger flashing his light a good ways away from where the car is submerging in the lake.
I can make out two bodies floating towards one side of the shore. Without hesitating, I leap off the bridge and into the cold water. Rising to the surface I hear the sound of several other splashes and start to swim in the direction of the bodies.
Please don’t be dead. Please don’t be dead.
The chant is on a continuous loop as I swim closer.
Off in the distance I hear the sound of sirens but focus on getting to Raegan.
The closer we get to them the moonlight shows that it’s Sutton and Raegan.
Neither of them are moving but only floating on their backs.
Sutton looks to be holding Raegan’s head as she bobs in the water.
Havoc and I both reach the women at the same time. I notice how stained Raegan’s shirt is and a pool of red is floating around her body. Oh my fuck! As gently as I can, I transfer her body to mine and swim the rest of the way to the shore making sure to keep her head above water.
Reaching the shore, red and blue flashing lights start to illuminate the area and an ambulance arrives. Getting Raegan situated flat on her back, I rip open her shirt and assess the damage.
Three holes.
Three holes mar her magnificent skin. One in the right shoulder, one in the right arm, and one in the stomach. I check her neck with my trembling cold fingers and can’t find anything.
“Sir, we need you to step aside,” a paramedic demands and pushes me out of the way. I don’t know how they got down here this fast but am grateful for their quick work.
As they get to work on her, I watch with uncertainty. They’re packing her bullet holes with gauze and trying to shove IVs in her arms.
“What’s her name?” A paramedic asks the group of us who are standing around helpless as they start to load my woman up in the back of the ambulance, once we helped get her up the bank and on the road. I jump in grabbing her hand, sitting beside her.
“Raegan…” I try to speak past the lump in my throat. “Raegan.”
The paramedic nods and goes back to helping her partner. They place a cup over Raegen’s nose and mouth and the lady starts to squeeze the bag every few seconds.
The ride to the hospital was long, and I made sure not to let go of Raegan’s cold hand the entire trip. I phone Melissa and find that she’s working tonight and she’ll meet us down in the ER with a team waiting for our arrival.
When the back of the ambulance opens, there are multiple doctors and nurses waiting to take over for the paramedics.
I’m shoved out of the way as they rush Raegan through the doors of the hospital.
It isn’t long before another ambulance pulls in and Sutton is rushed past me with a set of people working on her.
I see Havoc ghostly pale walking after the gurney, but is stopped by a worker expressing that he can’t come in.
We’re instructed to go to the waiting room and someone will give us an update shortly.
I plant my dripping wet ass down in the plastic chairs and wait.
The smell of disinfectant fills my nose.
It brings back the memories of when my mom died, I was helpless then and I’m even more helpless now.
How could I ever think that bringing her into this lifestyle would be a good thing?
This is why you don’t settle down. We have enemies who’ll try to find your weakness and use that against you. And they’ve finally found mine.
The doors to the waiting room open and the rest of my brothers file in. Chains hands me and Havoc fresh clothes with our cuts. Blindly, we walk over to the restrooms and change, not speaking a word to anyone. We walk back out and see the room has cleared out, everyone except our club.
The sight of Hawk reminds me of something, I go over to him.
“Find Trick. I want answers, now!” I demand.
He clears his throat then shifts on his feet as he tries to keep eye contact.
“Umm, Trick’s already here,” he says and I turn to view around the room expecting to see him. “Umm, he’s here in the hospital.” I give him a look that tells him to continue.
“Okay? Where the fuck is he then?”
“In the morgue. Reaper found him in the front seat of the car.” What? “He was full of bullets and had a knife in his stomach, and the back of head was pretty much blown off.”
“Shit!”
The door opens again and thinking that it’s a doctor we all turn and are met with Turner and a few of his officers.
Just what I don’t need right now.
“Sorry to bother you guys, I know this is a touchy time, but I’m gonna need to get a statement,” Turner asserts. As if my brothers know me so well, they stand and block me from going over there and knocking him on his ass.
“We don’t know anything, chief. We just happened to show up right before the ambulance did,” Brass answers.
Did we call for the ambulance or did someone else?
He nods then motions for his officers to follow him out of the room. He knows that we’ll be handling this situation in-house and not letting the police have a chance of screwing this up.
“Stone?” I hear my name and see Melissa come out with her blue scrubs on. They’re marred with stains of blood and my knees wobble knowing that it belongs to Raegan.
My heartrate picks up and I’m waiting to be told the worse. She comes and stands right in front of me grabbing my hands. My brothers circle to hear what she has to tell me.
“Just say it, Melissa.” I bore into her sympathetic eyes.
“She’s lost a lot of blood, two of the three bullets are through and through, but one was lodged in the stomach cavity.
She was hypothermic when she came in, and we think she might have some kind of head trauma from hitting the steering wheel.
We won’t know the extent of the damage until she’s awake. ”
The air leaves my lungs and Melissa tightens her hold on my hands trying to ground me.
“She’s finally stable enough for us to remove the bullet in the stomach so she’s being prepped for surgery now. If she can survive the surgery then she has a good chance of making it, head trauma withstanding.”