Page 41 of Creature's Vengeance
I took a seat across from her. “That guy.” I pointed to Mateo. “He’s the one who beat me.”
Her horrified gaze cut to mine. “Oh, God.”
“Mateo Ruiz isn’t a good guy. He’s powerful and ruthless.”
“And he also seems to spend a lot of his time with your brother,” Creature added.
“I’ve met him a few times. Roderick doesn’t invite me to many of his parties. I always wondered why.” She pursed her lips. “It’s obvious now.”
“I’m sorry, Phyllis.”
She shook her head. “Why don’t I check on your wounds? How are you feeling?”
I didn’t call her out for needing to change the subject.
“Better. Less sore.”
She lightly pressed on my side, ribs, and abdomen, noting when I winced. “Any tenderness?”
“Yes, but I can handle it.”
She nodded and reached inside her purse. “I brought you some pain meds. They’re strong, so be careful with them.”
“Where did you get those?” Creature asked.
“I filled the scripts the doc wrote for her. Technically, she was still a patient at the time I dropped them off.”
“Thanks,” I replied.
Creature winked. “You’re smart, Phyllis.”
“Was there ever any doubt?”
Not after how efficiently she handled everything.
“We need to talk about your safety. You can’t go back to the hospital or your house,” Creature announced, holding up a hand as she began to object. “We don’t know what shit is going down with the Serpents and your brother. It’s got to be serious for them to come after you since they attacked on sight. They were trying to send a message.”
“Well, I received it,” she snapped. “And they can fuck off.”
“Bravo,” Lark replied.
“I wouldn’t let them intimidate me either,” I added.
“I think you need to lay low until we find more information. Until then, the club can keep you safe,” Creature offered.
“How?”
“Well, I know an old guy in a wheelchair who could use some company and home health care. It pays well.”
One of her delicate brows arched. “Where?”
“In Henderson.”
She relaxed. “That’s not far. Who is it?”
“My father,” he replied as he grinned.
WE TOOK A VAN TO VISITCreature’s dad. The giant white monstrosity had plenty of room and felt safe. We rode in the middle seat, where the dark tint helped to conceal us.
