Page 37 of Out for Blood

“She’s in the hospital, beaten. He looked like a wreck when he came into the shop, Cooper. Like he’d been put through a boxing match with no protection. He hit Sheridan so hard she went down immediately. Shauna and Ryleigh were dragged to a car.”

Fuck.

“Why the fuck are Hawk and Chains in hospital? How’d he get loose?”

Orla wheeled on me. “You attacked him and didn’t kill him?”

“It was the plan, Orla,” I spat. “Hawk and Chains had him in the van.”

Kirby looked to Kendrick who spoke up. “The van was involved in a collision. Hawk and Chains were at the scene, but there was no one else around.”

The fucker got away and went straight to attack Sheridan and kidnap his daughters.

“What do we do, Prez?” Kirby asked me, eager to punch a couple of fuckers. He had grown attached to the twins, just like half this fucking club had. Just like I had in just a few days.The rage I had for the asshole was building, forcing me to make stupid decisions.

“I’m going to the hospital. Bear…you know what to do. Orla, help him.”

She wanted to argue but she finally nodded before I left, taking my bike and riding to the hospital. I could feel the pain inside of my chest at not being able to protect her. Why hadn’t I just shot him in his house and been done with it? I should have gotten them out of Kilkenny the day I found out what that fucker was like…until I took care of business. I’d been selfish keeping her here.

I pulled into the hospital, leaving my bike by the entrance to leave fast if we had to and moved into the waiting area.

“Sheridan Foley.”

I fucking hated saying that name. She was Sullivan, always will be to me.

“I’m sorry, she’s not taking visitors at this time,” the older lady said with a sneer to her face. She was working for that fucker, I could tell.

“Casey Byrne and Bede Kelly,” I said, forced to use them to get me in. She looked down at her computer, and realised she couldn’t keep me away from them. I was their next of kin. I was everyone’s next of kin for this reason alone.

“Second floor,” she said with annoyance. I knew the second I walked away, she was going to call Neal and tell him I was here.

I leaned over so she could hear me but no one else could. “If you think calling your boss and telling him I’m here is going to win you brownie points, don’t forget I have the means to find your family, your friends, and anyone you love. A threat to someone I love, is a threat to me and my club. I don’t take kindly to that, and the only way I express my anger is with violence. He won’t be able to help you if I find you. Trust me on that.”

She gasped and sat back in her chair, her eyes wide as she slowly nodded.

I moved toward the elevators and hit the number 2 on the wall, watching her as the doors closed. My heart was in my throat as I looked through the second floor for my boys. Hawk was standing at the end of a bed, an ice pack on his head and a few cuts and grazes. I joined him at the bed to see Chains knocked about pretty bad.

“He was driving,” Hawk answered my unasked question. “Took the hit harder. Doc says he’s all right, just needs to be monitored for a concussion.”

“What the fuck happened?”

“He must have had someone watching the house,” Hawk told me. “We were rammed straight into a tree. He was taken out of the back, and we were left for dead.”

“You good?” I asked him, looking him over. His eyebrow had a cut over it as well as some bruising on his neck, but he looked okay.

“I’m good, man.”

He always was.

“Have you seen Sheridan?”

Hawk’s eyebrows drew together in confusion. “No. Why would I?”

Shit. They didn’t know.

“Orla told me the fucker grabbed the girls and put Sheridan in here. Nurse wouldn’t let me in to see her.”

“Since when did you ever ask for permission?” Hawk asked. “Come on. We’ll find her. Chains stay the fuck down.”

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