Page 111 of Stay Toxic

The next several minutes were spent with doctors and nurses working to clean her face up well enough to see it.

She had several X-rays done, and it was determined that her left cheekbone had been shattered.

“What does that mean?” I asked.

She squeezed my hand tighter in thanks.

“It means that we wait and see pretty much. The bone will repair itself, but there’s really nothing we can do for it at this moment in time. We need to see how it repairs, and then we might address any other issues later if they affect appearances,” Dr. Murchen replied.

I looked down at Brecken to see the dismay clearly written all over her face.

“We’ll wait and see,” I said. “You won’t have to worry.”

I watched a tear slip down her cheek.

That anger only rose.

The doctor left seconds later at the same time my phone rang.

I looked down to see Cayden’s name on the screen.

“Cayden,” I said.

“Answer,” she urged.

I did, placing it to my ear since we were in the middle of the emergency room.

“Your girl have brothers?” Cayden asked.

“Yes,” I answered, studying my girl.

“They’re taking care of the business you asked me to.” Cayden laughed. “Very, very well.”

I felt an instant surge of excitement.

“Make sure they don’t get in trouble,” I encouraged.

“Oh, they are playing it very smart,” he said. “They picked him up from the station, pretending to be the lawyer.”

“How do you know they pretended to be the lawyer?” I wondered.

“They bailed him out of jail using the lawyer’s name. Dressed fully as the lawyer. One of them even shaved his beard for theoccasion. Looks just like him, to be honest. I’m comparing notes to the dude in my seat, and they could definitely pass as twins in their suits.”

“Fuck.” I laughed.

“Cops let him get bailed out and sent him on his way. Not even the ex questioned it until he got in the car with the other three.” He laughed again.

Smiling, I said, “Let me know if you need anything.”

“I won’t.” He hung up.

Just as the phone hit the inside of my pocket, the doors were thrown open wide, and JJ and McCoy were there.

“Oh my god!” they both cried at once.

I backed off and let them have their space, but Brecken refused to let go of my hand, so it made their hugging and coddling slightly difficult.

Only after I was sure that she was okay did I give Ryler his second call of the day and say, “You need any help?”

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