Page 74 of Hell's Claim

“Watch me. Your fuckin’ dumb cunt of a husband believes a man whose cross was found down your sister’s top. Unless Callie is cheating on me and fucking Tiny, there is only one way that got there. So, fuck you all, you’re all a danger to her, and none of ya is allowed to be admitted. Jesus, to protect him… I wouldn’t put it past you to bully, blackmail and threaten her not to identify Tiny,” Sunny seethed and left them behind.

He approached the desk as the receptionist stared at him wide-eyed. “I’m Callie Dixon’s fiancé. Her life is in danger from those people. Do not allow anyone to visit her. Just the police.”

The woman nodded.

“What room is Callie in?”

“I’m not sure if I should give her number out.”

“Lady, I am having a real shit day. I want to see if my girl is okay. Do not push me,” Sunny growled.

“I’ll take him,” Lio said from behind.

“Thanks. But you got a traitor to investigate.”

“Gold is meeting Sunny at the station. Sunny, the allegations you just spat out there need investigating. Callie needs protection.”

“Yeah, and my team and I will provide it.”

“Your what?” Lio asked, confused.

“My team. The team that’s been looking into finding the rat. They’re all ex-army and perfectly capable of protecting my family,” Sunny retorted. He was in a hurry to reach Callie.

“We’re gonna talk,” Lio promised.

“Whatever. Get me to her.”

Callie

I woke up snuggled in two strong arms and red hot. I tried throwing the covers off and instead hit a chest. What the hell? Confused, I opened my eyes and stared into Sunny’s worried face.

“Hey, kitten,” he murmured as he kissed my forehead.

“Where am I?”

“Hospital. You were hiking, do you remember?”

“Yes. I went to clear my head. It was a beautiful day… what happened? Did I fall?” I asked, puzzled. I rubbed my temples as a headache pounded at me.

“What do you remember?” Sunny inquired carefully.

“Just hiking. Sunny, you’re scaring me,” I murmured as I tried to recall the hike. As soon as I did, pain shot through my head, and I cried out.

“Hey,” Sunny pressed a button, and I sighed in relief as the pain faded.

“Something happened, didn’t it?”

“Callie, you were injured in a fall. You dislocated your shoulder and have a bad concussion and laceration to the back of your head. Your wrist is broken, and you sprained an ankle.”

I frowned. Flashes of looking at a waterfall came to me, followed by sitting down and taking in the view.

“Someone else was there,” I muttered.

The room door opened, and Detective Lio entered.

“Callie remembered something,” Sunny said to him.

“Hey, how you doing?” Lio announced as he sat on a chair. He looked relaxed, but his eyes and shoulders betrayed his tenseness.

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