Page 113 of Loyal
I nod at him. “Yeah.”
He looks at the women as he grabs my arm. “My colleague, Officer Mayhem, will be giving both of you a ride to the police station.”
Mayhem steps forward and nods. “Ladies, if you’ll come with me.”
Sami looks over at me. “I love you.”
“I love you too. I’ll see you soon,” I tell her.
I watch as the two of them walk hand in hand toward the police cruiser and sigh, letting the pain finally register.
“Ready for medical attention?” Officer Davis chuckles softly.
“Dude, you have no idea,” I mutter as we head to his car.
Lying in the hospital bed, I stare up at the ceiling as I listen to the officer write notes on his pad of paper.
“And how did you know that Farrah was in danger?” he asks for the third time.
“Like I told you before, I gave her a bracelet that had a built-in panic button. She sounded the alarm, so I pulled up the tracker and saw they were on the move in the middle of the night. If you know Farrah, you would know that is very out of character for her. It was clear something was wrong.”
“And how did your club get involved?” he asks.
“She’s family.”
“Her father is saying that you are interested in her and wanted to keep her for yourself.”
I chuckle and look at him. “Anything Billy Abrahams says is most likely a lie, and that is most definitely one. Talk to Farrah,she will tell you that I’ve never so much as flirted. I’m dating her mom. That’s it. She’s the one I’m interested in, not Farrah.”
His pen stops moving, and he looks at me in confusion. “But the daughter is closer in age to you than the mother.”
I nod slowly. “I’m aware. I like my women older, more mature.”
His cheeks turn red, and he looks back down at his notepad, sure to ask me another question he’s already asked.
“So what you’re saying is you didn’t start the fight?”
“No, we even have drone footage. It will show you that Billy Abrahams was trying to kidnap his daughter. It’s his people who fired first. We were just trying to stop him.”
“Where do you think they would have gone if they ended up in the air?”
“I have no idea, but knowing him, I’m sure you will find a paper trail.”
He shuts his notepad just as I hear the sound of rushing footsteps.
“That’s it. We can’t formally arrest you until we know more. It’s probably a good thing you weren’t holding a gun when we showed up.”
The curtain is ripped back, and both Sami and Farrah come into view. The cop nods at them and steps out. Both rush into the room and throw themselves at me, making me wince in pain.
“Sorry,” they say in unison.
When they start to pull away, I shake my head. “Don’t you two dare. Get back in here.”
Carefully they wrap their arms around me and hold me tight. I take what feels like my first real breath all night.
All things considered, we got really fucking lucky tonight, and I don’t know what I would have done if we hadn’t.
Seeing the outpouring of support at the clubhouse almost has me in tears again. Fortunately I don’t think I could cry anymore if I tried.
