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Heather ’ s
ass in the white pants she wore. He made fists and waited until Heather was out
of sight before he walked to the prospects.
    “ Here, ” he said to Lane. “ Got you some coffee. ”
    Lane took the cup and raised an
eyebrow. “ What did you do
to it? ”
    “ Nothing.
It ’ s hospital coffee. I ’ d rather drink piss. ”
    “ Yeah,
me too, ” Jack said.
    “ Is
that so? ” Brody asked. “ Heard you threw up a few times
yesterday. ”
    Jack lowered his head.
    Lane laughed.
    “ You
two assholes shouldn ’ t have
let me sleep, ” Brody said. “ I ’ m
here to watch over my brother. Our brother. ”
    “ You
were fine, ” Lane said. “ We walked the hospital for hours
and found nothing. I think whoever did the bombing made their point and are
gone now. ”
    “ That ’ s where you ’ re wrong, ” Brody said. “ But
that ’ s a club issue. Right
now, we have to hope Erik finds a way through this. Both of you get the fuck
out of here and get some sleep. I ’ ll
call Miller for more bodies. ”
    Brody walked away and grabbed his
cell. He made a call to Miller to relay all the information he had so far.
Miller didn ’ t really do
much of the same because there wasn ’ t
much to be discussed at this second. Miller ’ s
mind sounded like it was going in to a thousand different directions. He
mentioned something about drugs that caught Brody off guard. The chief of
police, a good friend to Back Down Devil - Chief Jerry - had made a tip
call to Miller about some dealings going on in Frelen.
    Great, drugs.
    That ’ s
the last thing the town and the MC needed.
    But that was the story of their life
though. That old saying when it rains, it fucking pours . That ’ s just how it went. When the
days were good and quiet, the beer cold, the whiskey smooth, the pussy
delicious, those were the days they all took care of. But most of the days were
filled with the makings of war.
    Brody ended the call and walked to
Erik ’ s room. He put his
hand to the door like he ’ d
done before and closed his eyes. Just once, he wanted to save someone. Not
himself. Fuck himself. That was a hopeless battle. But just to save someone.
    “ Uh,
excuse me? ”
    Brody turned and the nurse was
there again. Her eyes, her lips, her hair, pulled back but would look so much
better let down. It all struck Brody like a burning match.
    “ Hey, ” he said.
    “ Are
you okay? ” the nurse asked.
    “ Fine. ”
    “ You
can go in there, if you want. There ’ s
no restriction. Plus, I ’ m
here. ”
    “ I ’ m good, ” Brody said. “ Just … paying respects. ”
    “ Praying? ”
    Brody smiled. “ Never understood that. Asking
something of someone you never met. Someone that floats around and is supposed
to help out but leaves strings of hell all around waiting to be pulled. ”
    The nurse swallowed hard. “ Sorry. ”
    She started to move and Brody
attacked her wrist and hand again, pulling her. He reached out and took a
chance to touch her face. It was a bold move, one that Heather jumped back
from. But it wasn't that she didn ’ t
want him to touch her, it was what he ’ d
find if he did.
    She stepped back and Brody went
toward her. “ What ’ s wrong? ”
    “ What
are you doing? ”
    Just trying to
save someone, once.
    Brody ’ s
eyes were on her. Right on Heather. He couldn ’ t
do dick for Erik. He could only help Ana and old man Ronnie so much. But
Heather. She was different.
    “ You ’ re hiding something, sweetheart. ”
    “ My
life isn ’ t your business, ” Heather said. “ I ’ m
a nurse. Who the hell …”
    Brody shook his head. “ You ’ re attacking me. I didn ’ t do anything. ”
    “ Don ’ t touch me, ” Heather said. “ Don ’ t even come near me. I ’ ll have you kicked out of here. ”
    Heather shook her hand free of
Brody ’ s grip and started to
run down the hall. Brody waited a few seconds, head nodding. He ’ d seen this act all before. So
many times. He looked back to the