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I watched him take a fucking bullet to the throat, have the medic pack that shit with as much shit as he could. Then I watched as Trident carried out the mission.

Only when the target was neutralized did he seek treatment.

His exact words were, “My voice is a small fucking price to pay to keep my loved ones safe.”

When I heard his voice, I listened intently, “Need your tech man’s help. We got some shit going on over here. Need him to work his magic if you can spare him.”

“I’ll ask him. Sure he won’t mind.” And Hippie wouldn’t mind.

Because Trident and his club were the ones who broke up a trafficking ring.

The very trafficking ring where Hippie’s ol’ lady who had sadly passed seven years ago, Ashley, was scheduled to be sold.

And I was right.

After Trident and I got caught up on our lives and whatnot, I spoke to Hippie.

He ran to pack up his stuff, and not wanting Hippie to go alone I sent the three new prospects.

This would be their first test to see how they handled themselves as they were now representing Wrath MC.

Chapter 7

Lena

I had been working at Saint Charlotte’s Hospital for two months now and I loved every single shift that I worked, I got to help bring babies into the world and be amazed at their very first moments.

Even though I loved my job, what I didn’t like was working in a different department because I didn’t know where anything was kept.

Luckily, we were able to make a few changes so we could do our jobs, which helped tremendously.

Which was why, today, due to a massive pile-up out on the interstate, the emergency room was flooded with patients.

It was all hands-on deck.

And I meant that literally.

We had nurses from seven different departments down here, and doctors from four different departments, and still, it felt like we were getting nowhere.

When in reality, we were.

But for five minutes, everything in my world stood still.

Because I needed those five minutes after the patient I had just seen alongside Dr. Becker.

The patient was a four-year-old little girl who was brought into the emergency room by a Police Officer.

On the outside looking in, the little girl looked healthy, just a bit underweight. However, when the blanket that the baby was wrapped up in was taken off there was blood smeared on the blanket where it had been wrapped around her.

We all tried to find any scrapes or marks, but nothing was found, it wasn’t until we began the examination on her.

She had apparent scarring and stretching, also a slow trickle of blood coming from her anus. But that was nothing compared to what was going on between her legs.

Some of the nurses had to walk away and throw up, I didn’t blame them but what stopped me from joining them was the little girl’s mighty fist grabbing ahold of my scrub top. I wasn’t leaving her, no way, no how.

The Police Officer who brought the little girl in finally told what she had walked in on while doing a Welfare Check on an older gentleman.

She said the older gentleman had duct tapped the little girl’s mouth shut and was abusing and raping her. The little girl had no one protecting her.