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I think he’s my brother. My oldest brother of…damn, I can’t remember how many brothers I have or their fucking names.
That’s not good.
CHAPTERTHIRTY-FOUR
Thane
Iwas nervous as shit as it was during this whole stupid plan of Lyla and Barrett’s. But when I heard the ambulance sirens, I just knew. I knew they were coming for RJ, maybe others too.
Ever since he told me about the plan, I thought it was a bad idea.
By the time I run out of the motel room, RJ’s brothers are loading him into the back of the vehicle.
“What happened?” I ask the group gathered around. I can’t get to him before the ambulance doors close, and they drive off.
Even if I could’ve seen him, what would I do? Kiss him and hold him in front of all these witnesses? That wouldn’t help him any, and if he’s okay, he wouldn’t ever forgive me.
Hehasto be okay.
“What happened?” I demand a little louder the next time when no one responds. “Did RJ get shot?”
“Nah. He just got knocked upside the head,” the big guy with the black beard finally informs me.
“So, he’s got a concussion?”
“Most likely. Might need some stitches too. Blood was gushing out pretty good.”
Blood was gushing out of his head?
I have to put my fist to my lips to keep from throwing up.
“You okay, man?” Black Beard asks.
“Uh-huh.”
“Thane,” Isaac says, interrupting us before I can get any more information out of the Savage King, the only one who isn’t related to RJ.
My president coughs a few times and slaps his chest. “You look like you feel better, kid.”
“Is Lyla okay?” I ask as I seek her out in the crowd, figuring she must be since he seems so calm. Happy, even.
“Yeah, a little shook up. Barrett took her into the motel room. She’s finally safe now. The fucker who shot you is dead.”
“Good,” I say in relief. “Is he the one who hurt RJ?”
“Yeah. If I had to guess, he threw a rock or something at him. The guy’s lucky if you ask me. He could’ve been shot at point-blank range when he was down if Barrett hadn’t taken him out.”
“Wow. That sounds like it was…really fucking close.”
“It’s all over now,” Isaac says as he glances over at the approaching blue lights. “Well, all but singing the same old song to the cops. Goddamn rapist convict was killed in self-defense after threatening three people with his gun. No way they bring charges against Barrett.”
“Good. That’s good.” I’m trying to figure out if I could steal any of the vehicles pulling into the motel to go check on RJ at the hospital. Probably not now that the cops are here. Besides, these are all RJ’s friends and family.
I feel Isaac’s eyes on me, though. And they’re narrowed. “You sure you’re okay, kid?”
“Yeah. I’m fine.”
“You seem to be fully recovered, so I want you to stick with Lyla. If I had to guess, she’s probably gonna spend more time with Fulton, but I still don’t trust him not to break her heart. You mind keeping an eye on her and him for me?”
