Hacking the Biker's Code (Dogs of Fire Savannah Chapter #6) - Piper Davenport Page 0,46
to chat before that.”
I nodded, sitting in the chair facing his desk.
“I’m not happy you pulled Parker into my office last night. I get it, but don’t fuckin’ pull that shit again.”
I sighed. “Yeah. I hear ya.”
“I also know you didn’t tell me everything.” Doc tapped his fingers on his desk. “Now’s a good time to fill me in on whatever you haven’t disclosed.”
“This Taxi guy’s got other clubs on the hook.”
“Other clubs?” Doc frowned. “Which other clubs?”
“The Jokers, Howlers, and Saints. He plans to talk to Hatch when he’s in Portland next month as well. I told him I wouldn’t deal with him unless he helped us wrap up this Beast shit.”
“You didn’t think to pass that by me before you made any deal with this asshole?” Doc snapped.
“I apologize,” I growled. “I was a little groggy from the fuckin’ ketamine.”
“You should have—”
“Goddammit, Doc, I didn’t have a whole lotta options!”
Before Doc could unload on me, his office door opened, and Doom walked in. “We talked about this,” he said.
“You’re not the fuckin’ prez, Doom,” Doc challenged.
“So, no coffee yet, then?”
“Fuck you,” Doc snapped.
“I don’t need you to fight my battles for me, brother,” I said to Doom, then turned to Doc, raising an eyebrow. “You shared?”
“Doom and Alamo.”
“You weren’t supposed to fuckin’ tell anyone,” I bellowed.
“I’m not leavin’ my two closest brothers outta this, Rabbit.”
“You gonna tell Dalton you’ve disclosed to them?”
“No, I’m not gonna tell Dalt. We’re gonna handle this like we’re onboard.” Doc sighed. “Not sure we’re onboard, though, hear me on that.”
“Well, I’m fuckin’ onboard,” I said. “I want this beast shit dealt with, and I want my sister protected.”
“Take it down a notch,” Doom warned.
“Jesus Christ, Doom, if it were Lyric, you’d do the same goddamn thing.”
“Yeah, but freakin’ out right now is gonna make you lose focus,” he reminded.
I dragged my hands through my hair and nodded.
“What’s the play with Dalton?” Doom asked Doc.
“Haven’t figured that out yet.” Doc leaned forward. “We’re meetin’ him at the Bike Rack at three-thirty. You good with that?”
I nodded. “Just gotta lock Parker down.”
“Alamo and I will be here,” Doom said. “Lyric’s comin’ with Sterling in about an hour. I think Jazz and Alamo are already here.”
“Okay. We’ll head out at three?”
“Yeah, brother,” Doc said.
“Okay,” I said. “You need anything else?”
“No, I’m good.”
I rose to my feet and walked out of his office, heading back upstairs to my woman.
Parker
HEARING RABBIT SCREAM in pain, I pushed open the hospital room door to total horror. His skin was being scraped with a wire brush and despite his best efforts, Rabbit couldn’t stop himself from calling out in pain. Doc was beside the bed, obviously there for moral support only, considering, he wasn’t doing any of the scraping.
He caught my eye and shook his head. “Get her the fuck out!”
“Rabb—”
“Get. Her. Out.”
Doc rushed for me and gently guided me out of the room.
“What are they doing to him?” I demanded, my eyes leaking with the tears I was desperately trying to hold back.
“I know it looks bad, sweetheart, but he’s getting the best care here. I can’t tell you what they’re doing because Rabbit wants it kept from you.”
“He’s in so much pain,” I sobbed, letting Doc pull me into his arms.
“I know, Parker. We’re getting him to a place where he won’t be.”
“What can I do? I need to do something.”
“Just be ready for when he comes home,” he said gently. “He’s gonna need you then more than ever.”
“Why won’t he let me be with him now?” I rasped.
“Don’t fuckin’ know, sweetheart. I don’t like it, but I gotta respect his wishes.”
I nodded.
“What are you doin’ here, Parker?”
I bit my lip. “I had a delivery.”
“You do your own deliveries? To the burn unit?”
“Just right now, and only when it’s to the hospital,” I admitted. “He won’t let me see him, so I had to improvise.”
I burst into tears again, and Doc hugged me again. “I get it. We’ve got him. I promi—”
I felt the bed dip, the motion thankfully awakening me from my nightmare, and I rolled over to see Rabbit dressed and stretching out beside me. “Where were you?”
“Quick meetin’ with Doc. You okay? You were whimpering.”
“Bad dream.” I forced my eyes open. “What time is it?”
“Nine.”
I groaned, sliding my hand over his belly and snuggling close to him. “Why so early?”
“Logistics. What was your dream about?”
I kissed his chest. “Just remembering the day you yelled at me to get out of the room when they were doing