Reid’s eyes remained on Sonny; his gun aimed at where his head used to be.
Sonny opened his mouth, but no sound came out.We all watched as he slumped to his side, closed his eyes, and died.
CHAPTER 14
REID (RATCHET)
The faint sound of thumping music traveled down the hall. Someone was here.
I pulled my gaze away from Sonny and his lifeless body. He was such a big man in my life for as long as I could remember, but he’d died a shriveled up old man who would have bled to death if his son hadn’t put four bullets in him.
As the old philosophical question goes, can you face murder charges for killing a man who was facing imminent death anyway?
“What are you laughing at?” Patrick lowered himself back into the chair. His breath was slow and labored.
“Irony, man.” I chuckled. “It’s ironic.”
“That’s one way to put it.”
I dropped my gun and stepped in front of Mackenzie. I helped her to stand.
“You okay?” I pressed the hair out of her face. It was frizzy, and pieces had escaped her ponytail. Her eyes were wide and darted around. She fidgeted with her hands, kept reaching to her hip and back to wringing her hands together.
“Is she okay?” Patrick grazed the tail of her shirt. “Kenzie. It’s over. You can breathe now.” Something clicked, and she gasped and clutched her chest. Her breath came shallow and fast.
“Hey.” I pressed a hand to her chest and snaked the other around her waist. “You’re okay. You’re safe now.”
“Breathe, Kenzie.” Patrick tried to get up, but he had no more strength.
She turned toward him and panicked all over again.
“No, look at me.” I lifted her and sat her on the table. Her father’s dead body lay on the floor underneath. It wasn’t the best place, but I needed to get her off her feet. “Breathe with me, in and out.”
I inhaled, and she followed.
“Out.” We exhaled together. “That’s it.” I placed her hand on my chest. “Again, in and out.”
We breathed together for a few more breaths. The chaos of the situation exploded around me. Doc and his assistant arrived. They lifted Patrick and left.
“Where are they taking him?” she whispered.
“That’s Doc. We have a spot in the back of the clubhouse where he patches up the club members.” We breathed together again.
“Is he going to be okay?” She peeked beneath us as more guys came down and dragged Sonny’s body out from under the table.
“Sonny?” I wasn’t sure who she was talking about. Her eyes traveled across the room until he disappeared.
“No.” She panted.
“Calm down.”
“Patrick.” She took a long exhale and closed her eyes. She leaned her head against my chest. “Please let him be all right.”
“Didn’t realize you were so fond of him.” I chuckled.
“Not for me.” She lifted her chin. “He needs to be okay for you. Too much loss. We don’t need any more. Any of us.”
I cupped her cheek and drew her lips to mine and kissed her softly.