Never a Saint - Lila Rose Page 0,59

had me burning hotter for fucking revenge. Country shook his head. “All right, you’re gonna lose it, but you can’t do it here, or you won’t get in to see him. Keep a fuckin’ lid on it until you’re outside.”

I nodded. I needed more than anything to see Kylo.

“Right, from what we’d gathered, Gun’s parents showed. The father, Henry, shot the mother, Samantha, and killed her in the house. Two others were there. They’ve been taken by the police. Henry wasn’t there when we got there, but the brothers got out of one of the fuckers before the cops arrived that Henry had taken off with Gun’s bank card and PIN.”

“Find him,” I said roughly.

Country nodded. “We will. I have everyone out there lookin’.”

I closed my eyes and sucked in a breath. “How bad…?”

A breath later, I opened my eyes, watching as Death moved in when Country stepped back. His hand cupped the back of my neck. “Broken ribs, stab wounds, beaten black and blue. It ain’t gonna be good to see, but your man will need you.”

Christ. Fucking Christ.

My whole body broke out in shivers, my gut twisting painfully, and I wanted to drop to my knees at the agony clenching my heart.

“Fuck,” I uttered.

The door behind us opened, and I heard boomed, “Where the fuck is our son?”

Turning, I saw Boom enter, his arm around a crying Wendy. They headed straight for me. I straightened and ground my teeth together. When they stopped, and before they could say anything, I spoke. “It’s my fault. I wasn’t there to help him, and he got hurt. I understand—”

“Enough,” Boom said loudly. He clasped my arm in a grip and shook it. “No one expected this to happen. It ain’t your fuckin’ fault, Saint. You above anythin’ make him happy.”

“He’s right,” Wendy said with a sniffle and a small, sad smile.

Boom dropped his hold and looked to Country. “I want time with the people who did this.”

“The two that were there are in custody, Boom,” State explained.

Boom shook his head. “Know that. Death explained what went down. I mean the motherfuckin’ cunt of a so-called sperm donor who brought our kid into the world. Can’t believe I was fuckin’ friends with that motherfuckin’ cunt.” He ended on a yell, grabbing attention from more people in the waiting room.

“Boom, you wanna keep it down before you get kicked out and don’t get to see your son?”

“Fuck.” He sighed. “I’m takin’ Wendy to get a coffee. Call me if you hear anythin’, and I mean anythin’.”

Since he was looking at me when he spoke, I nodded. He gave me a chin lift while Wendy smiled softly with tears in her eyes, and they both turned toward the elevators. People got out of his way quickly. He was a big man, loud, but had a huge heart.

I moved over to a row of seats and sat, bending to rest my elbows on my knees and put my head in my hands. Closing my eyes, I breathed out slowly. Waiting wasn’t my strong suit, but I’d wait for-fucking-ever for Kylo.

He had to be okay. He had to pull through, and we’d hunt the cunt down together to get revenge. He would die for what he did. Die by our own hands. But not before he paid in as much pain as we could deliver.

A weight sat in my chest. A dead, sad weight, and it wouldn’t go away until I was at Kylo’s side. Until I knew he would be okay. I didn’t care about the weight. I wanted it. I’d hold it and let it grow until he opened his eyes.

“Right, I should probably mention—” Death started.

“What’s going on?” I heard asked loudly and stood to see Lucas and Wreck just inside the doors.

“That I called Lucas and Wreck as well, since they’re friends,” Death finished.

Lucas spotted me and made his way over. He stopped in front of me, opened his mouth, and snapped it closed when he took me in. His brows dipped. “Why do you look upset? Is he okay? Is Kylo okay?”

Death answered, “We don’t know yet. They’re operatin’. When he got sliced, they nicked somethin’ important.”

Lucas paled, then nodded. Wreck stepped up behind him, placing his hands on Lucas’s hips for support. “He’ll be okay. He will be.”

“He’s strong,” Wreck added.

Lucas nodded again. “He is.” He pulled his gaze back up to me. “But… it doesn’t explain why you look devastated.”

“I….” I snapped my mouth closed and clenched my jaw.