Page 79 of Macon

Sin steps forward and answers, “Yes. I’m her sister.”

Cheryl looks from Doc to Sin before saying, “Okay, you should come with me. Dr. Hart, it would be best if you came too. Dr. Wilson is asking for you.”

I take a step to go with Sin, but Cheryl puts up her hand and says, “I’m sorry, Mac. I’ll come get you boys when I can.”

I want to protest, but I don’t. Instead, Dallas moves next to me. “We’ll be right here. Thanks, Cheryl.”

I watch as my girl entwines her arm with Doc, and they disappear behind the doors.

Standing there for a few minutes, I stare at the closed doors. Only when I hear sniffles do I turn around to see all the Spin It girls huddled together with tears in their eyes.

“What are you not telling me, Dallas?”

No one speaks.

My heart starts to race again, and I become pissed off, clenching my fist by my side.

Still, no one speaks.

I growl, “Someone better fucking—”

Dallas cuts me off, saying, “They’re treating her for a drug overdose.”

My heart drops, and I stand there in complete shock.

The elevator dings and more of our group enters the waiting room. I don’t move. I can’t. Thoughts run rampant through my brain.

Overdose? How? She was fine. She looked me in the eye. Yes, you could tell she was drugged up, but she was okay.

I become lightheaded and sway on my feet.

“Wow, I got you, brother. Let’s sit down over here.” Redman grabs my arm, and Dallas grabs the other, moving me to a couch nearby.

“She was fine,” I murmur to myself.

Dallas tries to make me feel better by saying, “They don’t know for sure. They are doing bloodwork on her right now. They want to make sure there isn’t anything else.”

The doors automatically swing open again, and I jump up. When Violet walks through the doors, I can tell she’s trying to hold her shit together for everyone, but her eyes tell us she’s been crying.

The girls rush to her. “Any news?”

Violet shakes her head, looking lost.

Chiv moves the girls out of his way. Opening his arms, she rushes into them. She’s enveloped in his massive chest where she finds refuge and can release all her emotions.

Still standing, I ask, “Where is Sin? Is she okay?”

Vi turns her head and answers shakingly, “She’s with Lee. They’re being taken in to see Ray right now.”

I sit back down, placing my head down and gripping both hands full of hair.

Please, God. Let her be okay. Please. Please.

The doors to the elevator ding again, and this time, it’s Shy and Agent Steve.

When Steve’s murderous eyes land on me, he says through gritted teeth, “You ready to go hunting?”

I look at Shy, who is embracing Snow, quietly speaking in her ear.

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