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The other men get pissed and have their guns aimed at us. We’re surrounded by them and begin shooting to protect ourselves. I shoot at a man that is running towards me with his gun trained at my chest but he gets me first.
The bullet hits me just right and I feel the pain radiate throughout my body. I feel the heat from the bullet as the world around me goes black.
One of the last things I remember before I fade into oblivion, is that I’m going to have to tell Cassie the truth before it’s too late.
Chapter Three
Cassie
I’m pacing inside of the clubhouse when I hear the gunshot go off and I feel it in my soul. I know that whatever just happened, is going to be enough to rock me to my core.
I grab a chunk of my hair and push it behind my back as I’m suddenly aware of how hot it is in here.
“Why is it so hot?” I mutter to myself while my twin is pressed against the door to see her boyfriend.
I know better than to watch the boys while they handle business. I have been playing this game with Dale for too long to not realize whatever is happening outside is completely dangerous.
“What is happening?” Brielle whispers to herself and then she gasps before letting out a painful cry.
Brielle rips open the door just as I’m dropping my drink to the ground to follow behind her. She’s still new to everything and doesn’t fully grasp what the boys are getting involved in.
“Don’t!” I yell after her and grab her shoulder to pull her back inside.
By the time my hand grasps her shoulder, I see why she gasped and ran out the door.
“No!” I scream just as Dale falls to the ground. The red liquid spreads quickly around his shirt and coats the ground around him.
I push through the circle and fall to my knees next to him. I can’t believe he got shot.
“Cassie, Brielle!” Chase yells at us to get us inside.
One of the men that is surrounding our men has a happy look on his face. “Twins? Identical twins?”
Brielle and I ignore him as we fuss over Dale.
From what I can see, Dale’s bullet hole is right in his left pec and the bleeding is covering his sexy chest. His cut he wears all of the time is sticky with blood.
Tears stream down my face as I try to figure out how to get him to the hospital. Normally, the boys don’t like to go to the hospital because they think the doctors ask too many questions. What the boys tend to forget is the fact that all of the doctors already know what they get into.
“We have to get him to the hospital, now!”
In the middle of the shoot-out, I’m standing my ground in front of Brielle’s boyfriend, Chase. The president of the club is clearly not going to let his best lieutenant bleed out in front of the clubhouse. I would hope he had better sense than that.
Chase holds his hand up. “She’s right. Whatever bull shit you and Mick have goin’ on, you can handle it. I gotta take care of my brother. Fuck!” He chants out the last word.
I’m trying to pull Dale’s arm out of the middle of the guys when Colm pushes me out of the way and grabs him. Colm is typically a brother who gives me a wide berth. I never know if he likes me or if he tolerates me.
I know that Dale and I have a pretty crazy relationship since we have been together for so long. I would hate to think that Colm hates me for whatever reason Dale has stated.
Colm has Dale pushed into the back of a SUV in no time and I’m climbing in behind him. Chase is jumping into the front seat and he puts his finger out towards Mick. He does one flick of the finger and Mick is now climbing in the backseat with me.
“If Dale dies because of some fuckin’ bull shit you had set up while y’er upstate, I’m gonna kill ya right here. You got me?” Chase demands with his eyebrow cocked.
I’m shaking a little in the back seat because of the threat. Chase might only let his vulnerable side out with Brielle, but I know the truth. Chase is a ruthless president who will fuck anyone up for messing with his club.
By the time we’re at the hospital, Dale still has not woke up. I’m still crying in the back seat and didn’t even notice that Brielle was back here with me. She’s helping me out of the SUV as the medics are grabbing Dale.
They are screaming a whole bunch of medical terms that I don’t even recognize and I begin to wonder why I never watched the medical shows on television. Some of what they are saying would be interesting if I wasn’t in the situation I’m in now.
