Page 34 of Reaping Havoc
Luck wasn’t on my side. Spook stood by a window, staring out as I walked toward him. I couldn’t hide it, so I decided to keep going.
“Hi, you need anything?”
“No. Just trying to heal and move around so I’m not stiff and sore.” I sighed. “Childbirth is rough on the body.”
“I remember with Stefanie.” They had a little boy. His son recently turned two. “Want me to walk with you?”
“That’s okay. I’m not leaving this floor,” I lied, hoping he would believe me.
“I’ll keep watch. Let me know if there’s anything I can do.”
He wouldn’t let me go far without checking on me, but that was fine. The stairway was around the corner and out of sight. I could sneak in there and hopefully reach the bottom before he realized I left.
It worked.
I was anxious as hell, and my side was hurting as I quickly descended. My pelvis was sore, and I hated walking so fast when it left me feeling drained like this. I should be in bed with my feet propped up. But life wasn’t giving me that option right now.
I reached the exit and fled into the night, making my way to the dark corner near the emergency room entrance, where I was instructed to wait. It wasn’t long before I saw a woman approach. She held a baby carrier, and I knew Gianna was inside it. Call it motherly intuition.
She stopped in front of me. “Peek inside. You only have one minute.” Her voice had a thick accent. Russian, maybe.
I nodded and lifted the blanket, relieved to find my baby girl sleeping, safe, and unharmed. “You’ll take her inside?”
“Yes. Wait for me.”
“Only give her to a doctor or nurse.”
She gave me a look that said I was crazy for saying it, and she could do whatever she wanted. But she listened. I watched from the doors, staying to the side and out of the way as the woman handed my baby over to the nurse at the triage station.
Chaos erupted as the nurse saw the ID bracelet, scanned it, and noted the missing baby had been returned to the hospital. That was all that mattered to me. All of my babies were safe.
The woman returned, reached for my arm, and hauled me away from the scurrying staff inside. I smiled as I watched them carefully check her over. Gianna would be fine. Rael would pick her up, and she would go home with him.
I didn’t struggle as the woman led me to a dark SUV and opened the doors. Without a prompt, I sat on the empty seat, noting that she sat in front beside the driver.
No one spoke.
I didn’t look for landmarks or pay attention to where we turned. It didn’t matter how far we drove or where we were going. I knew this could be the end for me, and I bravely faced it.
Was it courageous or stupid?
Both? I wasn’t sure.
I would give my life for my children, and I didn’t regret that. They were my whole world: Rael, my babies, and the rest of the Graven Bastards family. I would be okay. I’d survive.
I didn’t have to hope this time. Nothing would deter me from the truth. My Reaper biker and his Berserker would hunt these assholes down, and he would find me.
It was only a matter of time. Not if, but when. That was a certainty.
If I knew anything about this world, and my relationship with my crazy biker, it was that Rael loved me, and he would never let me go. I counted on his obsession, his love, and his endless desire to be near me.
My biker would come for me.
When he did, Hell would reign on earth.
Chapter 12 Rael
“You stupid fucker,” Grim accused. “Just couldn’t resist punching a police officer.”
