Outlaw Kind of Love by Nicole Snow

Author:Nicole Snow [Snow, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Ice Lips Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

VII: Anarchy (Rachel)

I was busy doing my first patch up job with Frannie when Tank the Prospect burst in.

Bolt looked up from the table. A hard fall from his bike the other day had landed him in the infirmary. Nothing broken, but plenty of scrapes and bruises.

“Come on! Throttle's ordering everybody to the fall back point. There's been some kind of attack.”

“Shit!” Bolt nearly bowled me over in his rush to get up.

The pain in his knees instantly put him in his place. So did Frannie with a gentle shove to the chest.

“You're not going anywhere right now, Mister,” she said. “Just because you gave yourself a bunch of sprains and scratches doesn't mean you don't need rest.”

“Rest! This is fucking war,” he said. Unusually harsh for talking to Warlock's old lady.

Tank came closer, a hulking beast of a man who lived up to his name. If I were new to the club and not madly in love with Jack, he would've been welcome on the eyes any time.

“You heard the lady, brother. We can do this one man short, especially with the boys brought over from the Dickinson charter. Need a few to hold down this place.”

“Hold down this place for what?” Bolt winced when Frannie pushed on one knee. “Even those fucking Skulls aren't dumb enough to attack us here. Prez outta have everybody hauling ass after those clowns.”

“Don't have all the details.” Tank shrugged. “I promise you, I'll make up for it. I'm gonna fight as hard as three men and earn my patch.”

Bolt grinned. I smiled too, knowing he was the one man who could literally do what he claimed.

“That's the kinda bloodlust that wins. Okay, hardass. Go get 'em. I'll be here babysitting the ladies since I'm too precious to be doing my job. Besides, I – hey!”

Frannie poured extra alcohol on the nasty scrape he had on one knee. Guess he deserved it.

“Sounds like you're here to protect us. Not babysit,” she said coldly. “Rachel, finish up the bandage so we can get this guy out of here.”

“Yes, ma'am.”

Bolt wasn't the only one who was sore today. Every time I leaned down, I still felt the aftershocks of last night with Jack, the exhaustion he'd left tingling through my body.

We'd been up too late fucking. And it had been worth every single second of lost sleep.

My patient behaved himself as I finished dressing his wounds. Then he was out, heading off toward the bar to mingle with all the fresh faces from the Dickinson charter.

The MC had called in reinforcements from out West as things with the Skulls heated up. I overheard Jack and Warlock talking about Skulls riding through tone in ones and twos, scoping things out, and now it looked like they'd made their move.

How did they know about the backup place? I wondered.

The thought that Dad might've been involved in feeding the rival club information turned my stomach. They'd certainly pissed him off enough to do it. I just hoped rejecting my father wouldn't end up in spilled blood for everyone who'd taken me in.

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