TA Chase by Duncan's World

Author:Duncan's World [World, Duncan's]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 8

Duncan shoved his hat back and tried to grin, not wanting to make Kyle feel bad about leaving. He understood Kyle need to go home and figure shit out on his own. Knowing it didn’t mean Duncan was happy about it.

“I programmed your number into my phone. I’ll call you when I get home, let you know I made it okay.” Kyle’s smile was sad around the edges.

Reaching out, he laid his hand on Kyle’s shoulder and squeezed. “Don’t wait until you get home.”

“I won’t.” Kyle gave him a quick hug before bending to pick up his bag.

“Be careful. I’ll talk to you soon.”

He stepped back and watched Kyle walk into the bus station.

He would have liked to wait with Kyle until the bus arrived, but he needed to be at the arena. One of his sponsors had scheduled a meet-n-greet before the final go-around. There wasn’t any way Duncan could get out of it, not when it was his biggest sponsor. He waved once when he spied Kyle looking over his shoulder.

“Shit, this is going to be a fucking wonderful day,” he mumbled as he made his way back to his truck.

After arriving at the arena, he went into one of the rooms where fans gathered. He smiled and posed for pictures with people, chatting like they were his best friends as he signed autographs. Several of the other riders sponsored by the same business were there, doing the same thing. They looked as thrilled to be there as he was.

Finally, the room cleared out, and he made his way to the rooms set aside for the riders to change and get ready for the event.

“Fuck, Hornsby, that’s a hell of a bruise.” One of the riders nodded at the large purple bruise bisecting his chest. “Your bull nailed you a good one.”

“Yeah, but shouldn’t hamper my riding.” He shrugged into a shirt and started buttoning it. His phone rang and he glanced at the number while he tucked the tails of his shirt in.

“Restricted” came up on the display screen. He was going to let it go to voicemail, but then thought what if it was about Pops. He snagged the phone off the bench next to him and answered.

“Hornsby.”

“Mr. Hornsby, this is County Hospital. We have a Mr. Kyle MacDonald here in emergency.” A female voice came over the phone.

“Kyle? What happened?” He wedged his phone between his cheek and shoulder while he shoved his junk back into his equipment bag.

“He was attacked and beaten. When we asked about an emergency contact, he gave us your name. Would you be able to come down to the hospital?” The nurse sounded very calm.

“I’ll be right there.”

“I’ll tell Mr. MacDonald you’re on your way.”

He hung up and slapped his hat on his head before slinging his bag over his shoulder. Barreling out of the room, he almost ran Mason down on his way to the event officials.

“Where’s the fire?” Mason followed him.

“Just got a call from the hospital. Kyle’s been admitted.

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