Page 49 of Sticks and Stones
“We need to slip him out of here. Can you make that happen?” he asked.
Gene nodded.
“Felonious escape? Absolutely.”
Together, they helped Corbin leave the hospital, despite probably needing to stay.
Gene saw a wet spot on Corbin’s leg.
“I think he’s bleeding,” he offered.
Ethan looked down.
“It’s the burn. I don’t know what it is, but it’s weeping,” he admitted.
Corbin finally admitted to it.
Well, to that burn.
“The one biker was wearing a ring. It was a skull. He heated it up with a lighter.”
That was all he had to say.
Gene actually growled from where he was standing, proving how pissed he was. He might look calm, but Ethan knew the truth.
He was going to blow.
“Then, he held it to my thigh. He said I was marked as the group’s property now,” Corbin stated.
The whole time, Ethan listened and made mental notes. Everything Corbin remembered would help them find who did this.
That made Ethan think one thing.
They’d planned on trafficking Corbin at some point.
“Only, it got so violent that they thought they killed me,” he said, his voice wavering. “They dumped me naked in the dumpster.”
“But you survived,” Gene said. “You already beat them,” he added, wishing he could make this disappear for Corbin.
At his words, as they were waiting for the hallway to clear, Corbin stared at him.
“Did I?” he asked. “Because they’ve taken everything from me. I’ll never be able to be with anyone ever again. I’ll have to let Will go, and I don’t know if I will have the ability to do my job. This feels like losing,” he admitted. “In fact, I’m already lost.”
How did they answer that?
They couldn’t.
What they did know was Corbin was going to take a long time to work through this.
It looked like their brother from another mother was about to be in their care.
As long as it took.
ChapterThree
The Escape
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