Page 69 of Forget That Guy
I frowned. “You’re saying it’s a fully patched member then.”
Which fucking terrified me.
If one of the men I considered a brother did this, what else was he willing to do?
“Did you see him fully?” I asked. “If I bring you to the club, can you identify him?”
She shook her head. “All I heard was his voice. He was wearing head to toe black. Even had his hoodie pulled up over his head and a beanie on underneath it. I couldn’t see anything besides the cut on his back.”
I tried to replay everything that everyone was wearing tonight, and came up blank.
All of them had been on their bikes, so every last one of them had been bundled up. It may not be snowing out anymore, but it was freezing when you were on the back of a bike.
Every one of us, even me, had a version of what she’d described on tonight.
Everyone but Thumper who never seemed to feel the cold.
He was wearing nothing but a t-shirt and jeans.
The first signs of a siren started filling the air around us, and Holly made a move toward the injured dogs.
“Nope.” I shook my head. “They’re all high on aggression. You can’t go over there by yourself. When Boone gets here, because I’m sure that Thumper told the cops who he called to get him, then we’ll get started on the dogs.”
Her shoulders slumped. “Tonight’s going to be really, really bad, Denver.”
Hours later, I came up to Holly and Boone’s side to hear them talking to Black.
“Forty-seven dogs were on site. Eight of them were already deceased when I arrived,” Boone was saying to Black. “Eight more we think won’t make it due to aggression issues. But we’ll wait to see until we get back to the clinic and can reassess there.Once they’re out of this environment. There are nine that are critical. Might or might not make it. Six of them, we euthanized on site. They had injuries incompatible with life.”
Boone went on, and the more Boone spoke, the lower Holly’s head hung.
I caught her by the ponytail and gently tugged.
She looked over at me. “Let’s go.”
“I can’t leave. I have to go back to…”
“We’ll go back,” I said. “But first we’re going to go get a shower and some food in you. A hot drink that Reyelle will have waiting. Come on. The sooner we get out of here, the sooner you can get there to help. They have to wait on transport down the mountain anyway.”
While we’d been milling about, checking out the scene, Gentry had headed to where I’d parked my bike and brought it back up to me.
Holly walked toward my bike like her shoes were filled with concrete.
When we got to my bike, I lifted my helmet off the seat and fitted it onto Holly’s head.
Once it was cinched tight, I mounted my bike and held my hand out for her.
She took it, and all but fell into me before wrapping her arms around my torso.
Her head went against the spot between my shoulder blades, and that’s where it stayed until we got back to my place.
The girls came rushing out and surrounded us.
All of them were filled with questions, but I silenced them all with a few clipped words.
They understood and went inside.
Instead of taking her to her apartment, I took her inside to my bathroom.
