Ice by Chelsea Camaron & Jessie Lane

Author:Chelsea Camaron & Jessie Lane [Camaron, Chelsea & Lane, Jessie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Whiskey Girls Publishing
Published: 2014-12-05T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter

17

Morgan

Entering the house, I ignore everything about my surroundings as I race to the first bedroom where I can hear screams coming from. I stop dead in my tracks when I reach the doorway, shocked still at the sight. My heart feels like it drops to my feet and my stomach rolls. Nothing could have prepared me to find my baby sister thrashing around in a bed so wildly that she has to be restrained by the woman at her side. My gaze is frozen on my, obviously suffering, little sister as something inside of me breaks.

“It hurts so bad. Make the hurt go away,” she cries out.

“Are you Morgan?” the petite woman holding my sister asks.

“Yes. Do we need to take her to the hospital?” I ask, feeling inadequate to tackle this. How in the hell do I help Madyson through this?

“Sure, if you’re ready to answer a bunch of questions you don’t really have answers to.”

I come out of my shock at her tone. “Who are you?”

“Dr. Constance Thompson, personal physician for the Regulators Motorcycle Club.” She extends her hand in greeting.

“Dr. Thompson—”

“Connie, just call me Connie or Doc,” she cuts in as she cautiously backs away from the bed, since Madyson seems to have temporarily calmed down.

“What can you tell me?” I whisper, not wanting to take the chance that my sister may be able to hear or understand what we’re talking about.

“I didn’t want to exam her until you were present, since she does have family. She is going through the withdrawals of a cocktail they were drugging the girls with. I think heroine is involved, but I’m not sure what else they used. I need to give her a sedative then restrain her, for her safety and my own, to exam her.”

I nod my head then make my way over to Madyson’s side. Reaching out, I touch her hand, and she immediately recoils at my touch.

“Madyson, sweetie, it’s me, Morgan.”

“It hurts. Please, I’ll do anything to make the pain stop. Anything!” she pleads, reaching up to clutch my shirt with her hands. My heart crumbles into a million pieces.

“Does she know where she is or what happened?” I ask the doctor, scared out of my mind.

“Most of the women that were recovered with your sister seem to be suffering some sort of memory loss. It’s hard to tell. We will do a soft detox where she is given medication to wean her off slowly.”

The doctor comes over, and together, we tie Madyson’s arms to the bed with soft wraps. Doc administers the sedative, and we both wait to see what happens. Once Madyson relaxes into whatever oblivion she has gone into, Doc Thompson begins her exam.

While she draws tube after tube of blood, she explains it is to test for whatever chemicals are running through Madyson’s system as well as any diseases she may have contracted. When she packs the tubes of blood away into her bag, she then opens her kit and removes a sterile speculum from it.

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