Read Thorn's Bondmate (Zarronian Warriors Book 2) Online
Authors: Mardi Maxwell
Coleman nodded her head. “Since we have two of the others, who hopefully aren’t injured too badly.” She looked at him out of the corner of her eye before continuing. “Maybe they’ll give her identity up.”
They followed the ambulance, with the sirens and lights flashing, all the way to the nearest hospital. Hal was pushed to the side while they wheeled Felicity in. The ER team seemed efficient and quickly called in a plastic surgeon. Hal listened and waited for Brax. He knew his captain could get a lot more information than he ever could, and for some reason it was immensely important that he knew everything about Felicity.
After a few hours, a couple walked in looking like they were worth millions of dollars. Hal ignored them, assuming they were there to see someone else.
“Excuse me, are you the young man who saved our girl?”
Hal’s head shot up at the cultured voice. He got to his feet. “Hello, ma’am. Are you Felicity’s parents?” The woman looked nothing like the woman he’d rescued. Neither did the man, but that didn’t mean they weren’t related.
“Yes, my name is Felicia, and this is my husband, Rand. We owe you so much for saving our baby.”
Rand and Felicia looked like supermodels.
Hal stuck his hand out and was surprised by the strong grip Rand had. Felicia looked at his hand and threw her arms around his waist. He looked over her head at Felicity’s dad and saw tears in the older man’s eyes. Both of the Evans clearly loved their daughter very much. Hal hugged Felicia and waited for her hiccupping cries to subside.
“Have you heard anything about her condition? They won’t tell me anything because I’m not family.”
“You’re family now, son,” Rand said firmly.
Hal wondered where they’d been, but didn’t question what had taken them so long to get there. He watched Felicia walk to the desk with her husband next to her. Both with their backs straight as pins. Felicity’s mother turned to Rand and murmured
oh thank God,
and then she broke down into tears again. He felt like a voyeur.
The wait for them to return was the longest three minutes of his life, but he made himself stand still instead of going to them and demanding information. Rand tilted his wife’s face up and brushed her tears away with his thumbs, and then he nodded in Hal’s direction. Luckily, he’d been given a shirt from Officer Coleman’s workout bag. The woman kept a spare change of clothes, and liked men’s T-shirts instead of women’s. Why he was worried about being shirtless in front of these people, he had no clue, but there was something that made him want to impress them.
“They have her in a medically induced coma and stopped the bleeding. The doctors don’t believe there’s any brain damage, but won’t know until all the swelling goes down. There’s extensive damage to her…fa…face. She’s going to need a lot of surgeries, and even then they don’t know…oh my poor baby.” Felicia buried her face in Rand’s chest again.
Rand held Felicia closer. “They didn’t rape her. There’s no evidence of that atrocity. Now, we will just go one day at a time. She will have the best that money can buy.”
Hal nodded, but knew all the money in the world couldn’t blot out the physical and mental pain that she’d already suffered, and what was sure to come. He breathed a relieved sigh that at least he’d gotten there before they’d been able to rape her.
“How long will they keep her in the coma?” Hal asked.
“A couple weeks probably.” Rand soothed his wife as she cried at his words.
“It will give her body a chance to heal.” Hal wasn’t sure who he was reassuring, them or himself. He was in California on vacation, and hadn’t planned to stay for more than a couple extra days of sun and surfing with his buddies. Looks like he would be staying a little longer.
“Give us your information,” Rand said.
Hal pulled out his card, handing it over without hesitation. A commotion down the hall had them all turning to see Brax coming their way.
“That’s my buddy, Brax. I called him when I wasn’t sure what was going on. He’s my captain.”
Mr. Evans studied the card. “SmokeJumper huh?”
With a nod, Hal waited for Brax. He made the introductions, and saw Brax’s eyebrows rise. He wasn’t sure if it was because of the obvious wealth or because of the too small T-shirt he had on.
“I’ve spoken with the Chief of Police. Your leather jacket, along with your shirts, are being released since they aren’t considered evidence any longer. The one man who was killed, pardon my frank talk ma’am, has a rap sheet longer than my leg, and his fingerprints match those on one of the other victims. The other two are going to live, although I’m not sure how much they’ll be good to society. They keep murmuring and rocking back and forth, or so I’m told. I think their brains are scrambled. Again, their fingerprints are all over several other victims, and they are running other bodily fluids to see if they match as well.” Brax coughed and looked away.
“Its okay, Felicity wasn’t raped.” Hal slapped him on the back, making him stagger forward.
“Easy, boy. Remember your strength.” Brax grimaced.
“Oofta, sorry.” Hal ran his hand over his face. He hadn’t realized how worried he was, or how much he depended on Brax.
About Elle Boon
I’m a wife and mother who is a retired stay at home mom of 2. I say retired because my youngest is 14 and my oldest is 21 eeek. When I was diagnosed with Cancer at 32, reading saved my sanity. As I recovered and realized how quickly life could change, I made a bucket list. The number one thing was to live. Check. On top of that list was to become a published author. Check. Now, I continue to add to the list and check them off as I go.
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Other Books by Elle Boon
Erotic Ménage
Ravens of War
Selena’s Men
Two For Tamar
Jaklyn’s Saviors
Kira’s Warriors
Akra’s Demon’s, Coming Fall 2015
Shifters Romance
Mystic Wolves
Accidentally Wolf
His Perfect Wolf
Wild Wolf, Coming Fall 2015
Paranormal Romance
SmokeJumpers
FireStarter
Berserkers Rage
Mind Bender, Coming Spring 2016
MC Shifters Erotic
Iron Wolves MC
Coming Summer of 2015
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