Page 37 of Sinful Secrets

His face turns red. “Sorry, I wonder if I could speak with you in private?” I cross my arms over my chest.

“And who the fuck are you?” I growl. He fumbles for a moment and holds out his ID, his doctor ID. “Shit, sorry, doc. Lead the way.” I gesture.

I follow him to his office down the hall. He shuts the door behind me and offers me a seat.

“So, what’s so important you need to speak privately? Is Khan alright? Something happened?” I ask.

“No, no, he's well and on the mend. I, er, how do I put this… I do some side work for cash that is strictly confidential, and I would ask that you keep it to yourself as I could lose my job over it,” he rushes. I nod, confused about where he is going with this. “I was on a job yesterday, a job at the community just out of town,” he adds.

I immediately lean forward. “The cult?”

“Yes, they asked me to do a blood test for sexual diseases on a young woman. I saw her and treated her. She asked me to tell you she's okay and she is so very sorry.”

“Talitha,” I murmur. It hits me then, what he said. “You treated her?” I ask. His facial expression changes and I don’t like the look in his eyes.

“Yes, she had some lashing on her stomach and chest.” He sighs.

“What the fuck?” I seethe. I look at him and see there is more to it. “What else?” I ask.

He pauses for moment. “She had been sexually assaulted, quite badly. I had to give her a couple of stitches. I honestly had no idea she was anything to do with you until she said. I offered to call the police, but she refused,” he rushes out.

I grip my hair in my hands and take a few deep breaths. “Fuck, thanks for telling me, doc.” I stand, shake his hand and walk out of his office. As I walk down the hallway, I pull out my cell and hit call.

“Rip,” he answers.

“Dreads, I've just had a doctor pull me aside. He's treated Talitha. It ain’t fuckin’ good, man. We need to get her the fuck out of there,” I state.

“Shit, okay. Let me see if we can move things forward. Call church, update your brothers. How’s Khan?” he asks.

“He pulled through, still critical but we need to get her out and safe before he finds any of this shit out,” I add.

“Yeah, I hear ya, speak later.”

“Later,” I reply before disconnecting.

I walk into the waiting room that has been completely taken over by the club. “Brothers, church, now,” I order. They all file out without question and Rose walks to me, concerned. “What is it?” she asks.

“Club business, sweetheart, just be ready with your medical equipment when I call you, yeah?” I ask.

She nods. “Sure.”

I kiss her before leaving.

* * *

Back at the club, the mood is violent, the brothers are wanting blood. “So, it’s agreed, we move out tonight. We make it clean; we get her and only her. No fuss, no blood shed. We will get our payback when Khan is able to because he will need that for himself and for Talitha when he finds out what she's gone through. Understood?” I ask. They groan in protest but agree. They get that Khan needs to be the one to take them out, each of us would feel exactly the same.

I call Dreads and update him. He's in agreement and is helping us get her out tonight. As we’re loading up ready, Mammoth comes up to me. “Don’t tell him about what happened to Talitha.”

I turn and face him. “We can’t not tell him,” I point out.

Mammoth shakes his head. “Trust me, Pres, she needs to be the one to tell him, he ain’t going to want to hear it, but if it’s from her, he will control himself for her, he will contain the rage,” he states. I squeeze his shoulder and nod, knowing what he went through with Riley.

“Okay, brother, we will play it your way.”

“We’re all loaded up and ready to go,” Golem yells through the door.

“Right, let’s do this shit and get her the fuck out of there.” Mammoth claps.

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