Page 64 of A Brother At My Back

“Right,” I murmured and stood outside the hospital room door as Doc led her through.

Tiffany leaned over the bed, her shoulders hitching, a broken cry coming from her at the sight of her friend. Doc backed out and stood with me as I finished giving Data what he needed.

“Dragon there?” I asked.

“Nope, already here,” he said from beside me and I said into the mobile, “Never mind.”

“Later,” Data said. “I gotta go to work.”

I lowered the phone and shoved it into my pocket. Doc sighed.

“Beaten, raped, there’s too much damage. Even if we got her into surgery it’s a lost cause, but they’re prepping now,” he said low and soft so Tiff couldn’t hear.

“Jesus Christ,” Dragon muttered, tapping the filter of a cigarette on the web of his hand between index and thumb. “Couldn’t find her so went after her friend,” he muttered and sniffed.

I looked back into the room and relayed what had happened at the strip club.

“It’s on, now,” I said. “I’m going to kill him.”

“We are going to kill him,” Dragon corrected and I nodded, staring into the dimly lit hospital room at my girl, sobbing next to her dying friend.

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