Page 10 of Xander
Nuke moved to take one of Grimm’s legs, while Grey moved to take the other.
And the four of us walked down the hall with three hundred and twenty pounds of dead weight.
Wolf got his bedroom door open, and then we maneuvered him into his room.
It took three good swings to get Grimm onto his bed.
And the moment we released his weight, almost as if it had been choreographed, the four of us let out a groan.
Doc moved in behind us and said, “Since he’s sedated, I’ll get him cleaned up.”
Kourt, one of the club girls, moved in then and said, “I can help.”
Nuke growled at her, “No. You’ll try to fuck him so you can be the one girl to brag about that shit. Get the fuck out.”
A softer voice sounded from the doorway, “I’ll help,” Minnie said as she moved into his room.
Nuke grunted.
We all left his room so Doc and Minnie could get Grimm cleaned up.
If he woke up covered in blood, we would have a repeat of the past fifteen or so minutes.
And nobody wanted that.
I followed my brothers down the hall and to the main part of the clubhouse.
With the windows open, the crickets were singing their own song.
The bullfrogs were croaking in tandem.
Tamber, another one of the club girls, had just refilled my glass of whiskey, and I took a long pull from it when my phone beeped.
I pulled it out and eyed the screen.
Balls To The Wall Text Thread
Nuke – Church 6 hrs.
Grey – Copy.
Me – Got it.
Kettle – K.
Saint – Got it.
Jury – Got it.
Wolf – On a mission.
Khal – Got it.
Merlin – 10-4.
Doc – Got it.
Doc – I’ll tell Grimm when he wakes up.
