Page 34 of Shade
“Pixie, get the ultrasound machine,” Slash says, looking at her eyes.
“Why won’t she wake up,” I ask.
“When you get hit in the face, the brain goes into a frenzy and shuts down. She should wake in a few,” Slash says. ”Everyone is different.”
Slash examines her limbs and torso. Pixie connects the ultrasound machine, and Slash examines her organs.
Finally, after what seems like forever, Slash looks at me.
“Roxy will wake when she’s ready. The bastard hit her hard; her face is bruised and swollen. She has two fractured ribs and several soft tissue injuries. She’s going to have pain, tenderness, and swelling. I will give you some medication to help her with the pain,” Slash says.
“Thanks,” I say, nodding.
“I want to have her stay here so I can monitor until she wakes up,” Slash says.
“Okay, I’ll stay here with her,” I say, rubbing my neck.
“Have a seat,” Slash says, nodding.
The next day.
“Beau,” Roxy says in a low voice.
I push off the chair and take her hand.
“I’m right here, Baby. Don’t move, you’re hurt,” I say, kissing her so softly.
“Beau, that vicious biker hurt me,” Rosy says, looking at me through her swollen eyes.
“Shush, don’t worry about the fucker. We’re taking care of him,” I say, holding her hand.
“Oh, you are? He can’t hurt me or Roseanna? The biker wants Roseanna and told me to tell you that time is ticking. Do you know what that means,” She asks, gasping. “He said that if Roseanna didn’t show, he would take me as payment and sell me to the Cartel to be used as a sex slave. I’m so scared.”
“Baby, he will not hurt you anymore, and don’t worry about anything he said,” I say, kissing her knuckles.
“Ohh, okay. Thank you,” she says, in a low voice.
I watch her fall asleep.
“Brothers, Church is in session! We have the motherfuckers, Satanic Bastards MC in the pit. The motherfuckers will not break. We’re still working them, and sooner or later, they will start talking! I’m thrilled that we have four fuckers after so long of chasing them,” Demon growls.
“Prez, Roxy informed me that the fucker wants Roseanna back, and to tell me that time is ticking. They threaten to take Roxy as payment and sell her to the Cartel as a sex slave,” I say, grinding my molars.
“That’s not fucking going to happen,” Diablo growls, fisting his hand.
“Slash, make sure that the fuckers don’t die until we get the information out of them,” Demon says, tapping his fingers on the table.
“Will do,” Slash says, nodding.
“We have to be on high alert! These fuckers will not stop, and I don’t want any Brother or Old Lady hurt,” Demon says. “Church is over! Brothers, Satan’s Warriors power.”
“Riding till we die,” the Brothers yell, pumping their fists.
Twelve
Roxanna
Two months later.
