Widow

Forty-Nine

My phone rang, and I answered it immediately without looking at the caller ID. “Rory?”

Fuck.

“I will get there ASAP. Is Cinder with her?”

“No? She’s not in the waiting room.”

“As a patient?”

“Sorry, Widow. She’s not here.”

Double fuck.

“Okay. Thank you, Lauren. We’ll be there soon.”

I messaged Vesper and told her to get everyone to the hospital.

We needed to secure the perimeter and figure out what the hell happened.

How long had she been there? I found her phone, but her bike wasn’t on scene.

From my knowledge and the contacts we had on the inside of the police department, no one reported a wreck, but there were skid marks and small hot pink chrome pieces of her bike.

She and her bike were both gone. Someone was trying to hide something.

When I arrived at the hospital, Lauren was waiting for me.

She led me through the ER until we got to Rory's room.

She was unconscious, a bandage on her head and wires connected to her.

My heart dropped seeing her in a hospital bed like that, and I knew it was all my fault.

The reason she went and messed with Vesper in the gym was because I rejected her in my office.

If I would just have caved, she would be in my bed instead.

Cher was on vacation, or she would have been in charge of our girl.

It could also be why it took so long for us to get notified, over twenty-four hours after Rory left on her bike.

Had she been laying on the road? There was something else going on here, and I needed to know what it was.

Vesper was the first to arrive, which was perfect.

I needed her ready to go find Hades and take her back to the clubhouse so we could question her.

“Is she okay?”

Before I could say anything, a short Indian man walked in towards us. Lauren had informed me he was her doctor. “Good evening, I am Dr. Saxena. Are you here for Aurora Vincent?”

“Yes. Please, how is she?” I asked, wringing my hands as panic laced my tone.

“She came in via ambulance with a serious head injury and road rash. We performed a CT scan and X-rays. She doesn’t have a brain bleed, but we can’t rule out a concussion yet.

She has several bruised ribs with two cracked ribs on her left side, and three on her right.

There was a deep gash on her ankle where her motorcycle trapped her.

When she wakes up, we will do an MRI and do more tests, but she’s incredibly lucky. ”

Vesper and I released a simultaneous breath of relief. “Thank you.”

“One thing I found strange is that when she came in, most of the bleeding was coagulated. Head wounds normally bleed for a while until medical staff can apply pressure. Was there anyone with her during the ride that might have been on scene to try and help?”

“No,” I replied curtly. I would find the cop that responded and have the Vipers talk to the med crew to figure out more.

Something wasn’t right about this entire situation, and I had a feeling a certain she-devil was behind it.

I grabbed Vesper’s wrist and pulled her into a supply closet, ripping the door open then pushing her inside.

“Haven Morningstar.”

Vesper arched her brow. “What about her?”

“Your job is to retrieve her when she gets to town and take her to the clubhouse.”

Her brows furrowed. “Why would Axel’s kid cross enemy territory?”

“Apparently those two are ‘dating’.”

Vesper didn’t look surprised. We knew she wasn’t a monogamous person. We’d even had conversations about sharing women before, so Rory dating someone else while fooling around with V wasn’t exactly a surprise. What was a shock for both of us was the fact she was dating our enemy's daughter.

“That’s why she kept going to Crestview.”

“You knew?”

Vesper sighed, running her hands through her choppy mane.

“Yeah. I patched her up after a car ran her off the road. It was a few weeks back.” I opened my mouth to bitch her out, but she silenced me with a lift of her hand before I could get another word in.

“Rory is an adult. I didn’t like it, either, but she would still do it regardless. She doesn’t need to be controlled.”

She was right. Rory dealt with enough of that when it came to Cinder. Still, she was putting herself at risk. It wasn’t hard to miss her hot pink bike and matching hair. “Find Haven and let me know when you have her. I’ll call you when Rory wakes up.”

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