Page 135 of Riot

Holy crap, Manny. When I heard you’d gone with Cash, I just about had heart failure

Manny:

Hey, I’ve got skills. Trust me, I’d rather be there making cinnamon rolls for my boy Riot, but I gotta go where the club needs me ??‍??

Luna:

He’s gonna be riding off this for weeks

Manny:

Probably months. I’m gonna need some pampering when I get back

Deanna:

Like that’s gonna happen ?? what did you actually do?

Manny:

I’ll have you know there were guns, and I untied Riot’s ropes. Poor bastard. He’s in a bad way

Me:

How bad is it, Manny?

I’ve been reading but unable to put anything in the chat. I mean, I want them to know I’m okay, but it’s more important that Riot’s getting the care he needs. Now my panic spikes all over again and I shift in my seat. Hawk side eyes me and I pretend not to notice.

Manny:

He’s asking for you

Me:

Can I talk to him?

Manny:

He’s pretty doped up, but I’ll see what I can do

Jas:

We’re here for you, Halo, we’ll be waiting when you get back

Me:

Thanks everyone. I’ll keep you updated

I click out just as my phone rings with Manny’s number on the screen.

“Hello?”

“Kitten?”

Tears well in my eyes. “Riot?”

“It’s me baby, everything’s gonna be okay, I’m gonna be fine.”

I don’t hold back the sob that leaves my throat. The boys in the car all keep their heads turned to the front, but there’s no doubt they can hear me.

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