Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 72126 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72126 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
“Sure thing.”
“Rafe’s gone to get her son. I’ll need you to check him out, too.”
“Of course.”
Doc grimaced as he helped me up on one of the gurneys and started looking me over. I had my doubts on whether this guy was a real doctor, but it was evident in the way he was examining me that he knew what he was doing. “So, an ex did this to you?”
“Afraid so.” I glanced over at Viper as I said, “I really did try and get away from him.”
“We know... Frankie told us everything.” Doc examined my wrist, carefully pressing and bending, and after several seconds, he said what I already knew. “It’s just a bad sprain, but it’s going to be tender for a while. I’ll wrap it to give you a little extra support.”
I nodded and silently watched as he started wrapping it with an ACE bandage. Once he was done, he moved on to my other wounds. He was checking my swollen eye when one of the men walked in with Toby. “Momma?”
“It’s okay, Toby.” I eased off the gurney and quickly made my way over to him. I knelt in front of him and showed him my bandaged wrist. “He’s a doctor. He’s just making sure I’m okay, and he’s going to look you over, too.”
“I don’t want him to.”
“It’s okay, kid,” Doc interjected. “I won’t do anything you don’t want me to. I just want to make sure you and your momma are okay. That gonna work for you?”
Still unsure, Toby glanced over at me.
I gave him a reassuring nod, and he turned back to Doc and whispered, “Okay.”
Doc spent the next half hour checking us both over, and he seemed a bit distraught as he tended to all our bumps and bruises. I couldn’t blame him. I knew it was terrible. While it was one thing to see that a man had hurt a woman he was supposed to love and take care of, it was even worse that a man would hurt a child the way Dylan had Toby.
It was hard to believe that someone could be so vile, but that was Dylan. He was a vile, disgusting man who’d made my life a living hell for the past two years, and I was hopeful that neither of us would ever have to see him again.
As soon as Doc was done checking us over, he took us to a small room where Viper and two other men were waiting for us. We walked over and sat down at the table across from them. They all just sat there staring at us, and I wasn’t sure what to do or say. So, I just sat there and waited until Viper finally said, “You’re a brave girl, Casey. It took a lot of guts for you to come in here and ask for our help, and as much as I want to be the one who sees this through, we can’t give you the kind of help you need.”
“But you... you said you’d help me,” I stammered. “I have no one else to turn to. I...”
“Easy now. We’re not just going to throw you to the wolves. We’ve got a plan.” He kept his voice calm and steady as he explained, “We’ve been talking things over and trying to come up with the best course of action, and we believe that it would be best to put some distance between you and your cop friend.”
“I’ve tried that. I’ve moved more than once, but he always found me.”
“This time is going to be different. This time, you’ll be in a different state, and you’ll have a new name, a new social, and a new phone.”
“A new name?”
“You’ll go by Whitney Sanders.”
“And Toby?”
“Figured it’d be easier for him to keep his first name, but he’ll become a Sanders, too.”
“Okay. And you mentioned a new state?” My chest tightened. “Where are we going?”
“To Little Rock.” His tone was deep and almost menacing as he explained, “You’ll be staying with the brothers of Satan’s Fury.”
He took a minute to explain the connection their club had with Satan’s Fury and how they’d agreed to help us out. We would be meeting them later in the night, and they would take us in and watch over us as we got back on our feet. I was skeptical, but then he said, “I wouldn’t send you there if I didn’t think they’d do right by you and your boy. They’ll make sure this ex of yours steers clear, and if he doesn’t, there will be hell to pay—from them and from us.”
“How long will we be there?”
“Indefinitely,” he answered without any reservation. “This isn’t a quick fix, Casey. If you want to truly be rid of this guy, it’s going to mean making some big sacrifices. The question is... are you ready to make them?”