“What kind of shit? Did Rock find something else?”
“I’ll let you know when I found out more. Call me as soon as you find something out. I was thinking you should let the brother see her, maybe it will trigger his memory.”
“Got it.” I hang up the phone and walk over to John Doe’s room or rather Sam. He is lying in bed watching TV. I walk in.
“Hey man,” I say.
“Hey. Do I know you?”
“Nah, man. Name’s Tank.” I extend my hand out for him to shake.
He shakes it. “I don’t know my name. The doctor said I should get my memory back but that I may be repressing it. Something about you is familiar though, are you sure I don’t know you.”
“Yeah man, I just came by because you may be able to help us out with something. You see, you were found with one of our cuts, but you aren’t a part of our club.”
I turn around so that he can take a look at my cut. “I feel like I’ve seen that before.”
“Is there anything more you remember?”
“I don’t, I can’t even remember my name.” He rubs his face in frustration.
“Your name is Sam.”
“What, how do you know?” I think he is getting uncomfortable. He is shifting in bed.
“I have a friend who knows, things. He was able to run your prints and he found out your name, it’s Samuel A. Johnson. Look, I just came by to tell you that and to see if you remembered anything. If you do remember just call Heather or your doc and let us know. We’re trying to help you out here.”
“Thanks man. Hey, do you think you can help me up? I need to piss.” I don’t want to but I feel bad for this guy. I got a feeling he is being played just like the rest of us.
“Yeah sure. What do you want me to do?”
“Just make sure I don’t fall.”
“I can get up and walk but the nurse hasn’t come by yet. They say I’m a fall risk or some shit like that.”
I help him up and he walks into the bathroom. I hear commotion in the next room.
“Jeez, what’s going on in the room next door?” He says.
“You alright here? I’m gonna take a look. Heather and the doc are in there and they are like family.”
“Yeah, I’m good, thanks.”
I walk not even a few feet and see Char and Heather trying to calm down a very frantic Sky.
“What the fuck is going on?” I say.
“Tank, I need you to leave, now!” It’s Char, she’s yelling at me. “Now, Tank, go.”
I immediately leave the room. What the fuck is going on? I look over and see a male nurse bleeding from his nose.
“The patient is scared,” he says as he holds gauze to his nose.
I walk over to him. “What happened in there?”
“I don’t know. We were just bringing her out of her coma, when she woke up she saw me, and immediately punched me in the nose. She started screaming for me to get away.”
“Sorry about your nose man.” What the hell.
“Yeah, I don’t think it is her fault. The only time I’ve ever seen someone react like that is when they have been abused or traumatized. Also, the fact that she’s calmer with doc in there and Heather makes me think it was a man that hurt her.”
I turn and walk away from him. That makes a lot of sense of why she was always so pissed and defensive around me.
I’m going to go check on Char and Heather. Breaker would kill me if something happened to his old lady. As I walk into the room, I see Sam walking towards Sky’s room with another nurse. I guess they came to give him his walk after all.
“Wait, I know that voice.” Sam, says to his nurse. He starts towards Sky’s room.
“Sir, you can’t go in there,” said his nurse.
“No, I know that voice.”
I stay back and watch him walk into Sky’s room.
Chapter 9
Sky
I just woke up and saw a man standing over me. My first instinct was that he was trying to rape me. “Get away from me! Don’t touch me.” I punch him in the nose.
“Shit!” He says holding his nose. There’s blood all over.
“John, get out of here and clean yourself up.” It was Dr. Charlie. I remember her from when I came into the ER. “Sky, I need you to calm down. We just brought you out of a coma and you’re going to experience confusion.”
“A coma? What happened? Did they find me?”
“Yes, a coma. You fainted in the emergency room. You became septic which means you had an infection spreading throughout your whole body. We had to induce a coma because your body couldn’t fight and to prevent damage to your body. Please calm down, we just want to check you out and make sure you’re alright, if you will let me.”
“I’m sorry, of course. Is he going to be okay? I don’t like strange men touching me.”
“Yes, he should be fine. He may be a little black and blue but he’ll be okay. Is it okay if I come over and give you a look over? I’m going to have Heather take your vital signs if that is alright?”
I look to my right and see another nurse. She looks nice. “Yes, that’s fine.” My throat feels super dry. “Do you think I can have some water?”
“Yes. Your throat will feel dry and raspy for a while since you had a breathing tube.”
At that moment, I feel someone walk into the room. I’m looking at Heather as she takes my vital signs. The person is standing behind her.
“Sir, I need you to not go in there. That’s a patient’s room.” I hear someone say, I think it is another nurse.
“No, I need to see who that is. I know that voice, I recognize that voice.” I recognize his voice. It can’t be.
Heather turns around still blocking my view. “Sir, you shouldn’t be in here,” she says.
“I’m sorry Heather, it’s just that I recognized her voice as I was walking by.”
“Sam?” I say. It sounds like my brother. Heather moves to the side and I see my brother. How can it be? He is dead, they told me he was dead. How is this possible? Oh my gosh, I remember the giant talking about him being alive. I thought I was dreaming.
“Sky?” He says as he moves closer. He looks so weak. What happened to him? My once vibrant, strong brother looks so delicate. I’ve never seen him like this. It looks like he lost some weight too. Don’t get me wrong, he is still a big guy, standing over six feet but he looks so thin and frail, I can see his collar bones.
“Sam, how can it be?” I attempt to sit up to get a better look at him. He approaches closer and comes to the side of my bed.
“Sam?” It was Heather. “Your name is Sam. How do you know him?” She asks me.
“He’s my brother. I thought he was dead.” I tear up.
“Your brother?” This time it was Dr. Charlie.
“Yes. I was told he was dead. What happened to you Sam?” I look back to my brother.
“Sky, I need you to take it easy. You too Sam. You both are very weak,” says Dr. Charlie very overwhelmed.
“They found me on the side of the road and brought me to this hospital. I am having trouble remembering but it’s coming come back. I heard your voice, and it felt like home. Seeing you is triggering my memory,” my brother says.
“Do you remember anything else? Where have you been this whole time?”
“I remember being held in a storage unit with a TV and I remember the Death Riders… Shit! My club.”
“Sam, I don’t know if we should talk about that here. This is Corrupted Saints territory.” I try to whisper.
“No, please go on, we need to know more.” This time it was another voice, it was the behemoth of a man walking in with another man. They are both really good looking. There must be something in the water to make them all look so good.
“Breaker, Tank, this is Sam, Sky’s brother. Heather and I were just leaving. Sky, I need you to take it easy. Everything looks good, but you will be weak. Sam, I nee
d you to at least sit down if you will be in here with your sister,” says Dr. Charlie. As she walks out, she gives the other guy a kiss on the lips and he rubs her belly.
“Pres, this is Sam and Sky,” says Tank. The guy he called Pres is scary, he has a huge scowl on his face and he is huge. Not as big as Tank but he is big.
“Breaker. You guys can call me Breaker. What we want to know is what you both are doing here? This is Corrupted Saints territory and from what we gathered, you,” pointing to my brother, “used to be the President of the Death Riders. You sister here is also Property of Death Riders from the ink on her body. Both of you need to start talking,” the President says.
“Sky, what is he talking about? You have no tattoos, in fact you always said you would never get one,” my brother says.
“Well she has one, in fact she has a big ass one on her back.” Tank says. My brother looks over to me, I nod my head to confirm.
“Look, I’m trying to remember how I got here and why the fuck I’m beat up but it’s coming in bits and pieces. What I can tell you, is that I’m not here to cause any harm to you or your club. I remember trying to clean up my club, in fact I remember holding church to be civil with your club because so much blood had been spilled in the past. It was majority decision to hold a meet-up with your club and come to terms that we wouldn’t trespass on your territory. Look man, I was taking the Death Riders out of drugs and trafficking. Some of the guys weren’t happy. In fact, the more I talk about it, I realize that it was the guys I called my brothers who did this me. They starved me and beat me for months. They made me watch,” he pauses and looks at me with tears in his eyes.
“What, what did they make you watch?” I ask.
“I saw,” he says choking on his words, “I saw what they did to you,” he says through muffled cries. He is shaking. He saw me being abused. Some of the brothers had cameras in their rooms, I thought nothing of it as it would be evidence of their crimes.
“Stop, they don’t need to know about that.” I’m angry they tortured him and embarrassed he had to watch. “Just tell them what they need to know, Sam.” I look away from all of them. Tank is looking at me, he is trying to figure out what caused my brother to cry. He is looking dead at my face. My brother wipes away his tears. “They are trying to frame your club. They have a new president and he is as dirty and nasty as they come. They kidnapped me and then,” he pauses. “Sorry, I’m trying to remember everything, it’s so confusing. I need a moment.” He cradles his head in his hands.
“How about you? Why are you here?” Tank says, looking over at me.
“I was kept as a prisoner in their club and one night I ran away. I came here because it was the closest town. I didn’t know it was your territory. I didn’t know until the night I helped Liz.” I say.
“How do you just run away? You must have had help.” Tank says. Both he and Breaker are leaning against the wall of my hospital room in front of my hospital bed.
“I studied them for a while, I learned their routines. One of them got drunk and left a computer. I hacked into the 911 system and had the cops come raid their place.”
“And we’re supposed to believe that you did this?” Breaker says.
“You sure as shit better believe it, she used to work for the government, her job title was cyber security but she was paid to be professional hacker,” confirms my brother.
“I came here hoping to get away and start over. I got the cut on my foot, then you chased me away from Liz’s bakery and I popped my stitches and got an infection,” I say to Tank and Breaker.
My brother is staring at Tank. I can tell he isn’t happy someone chased me down.
“Why the fuck would you be chasing my sister away?” My brother asks Tank.
“I thought she was stealing.”
“And was she?” My brother replies.
“No, she was picking from the garbage. She’s homeless. I felt bad for her and wanted to get to know her and help her out,” Tank replies not backing down.
“Look, we’re getting off track here,” it was Breaker, “so you ran away to get away from his old MC?”
“Yes, they kept me as a slave,” I reply.
“I’m so sorry Sky, I wish nothing ever happened to you. This is all my fault.” My brother sniffed.
“Please don’t apologize Sam, it wasn’t your fault. They are the monsters. I’m glad to be away. I just don’t understand why they haven’t come for you.” I reply.
“They think he is dead.” Breaker says.
“Yeah, they did a bad job at that, that’s for sure. Sorry, man,” adds Tank. He is kind of being an ass, I can’t shake the sexy thoughts I keep having of him. He is a gorgeous man but now is definitely not the type to be thinking about attractive men, I can’t help it though.
“I remember more, they took me out to the desert, there was a cop there, he had your cut and they put it on me. I remember them taking my tattoo off, they skinned me. They also stabbed me a few times leaving me for dead. They thought starving, torturing and stabbing me would kill me but it didn’t. They also talked about robbing you guys. They said something about a rabbit which was weird. I’m sorry guys, I don’t remember anything else.” My brother Sam looks pale and sweaty.
“Motherfucker!” yells Breaker as he punches the wall.
“Those mother fucking assholes.” Shouts Tank.
“Tank, get on the phone to Rock and the other leadership. I’m calling emergency church.”
“Got it, Pres.” I see Tank texting.
“Can someone please tell me what is going on?” I ask.
“Nothing that concerns you missy. You need to focus on getting better. Thank you for the info. I hope you two feel better, I need to go take care of some business. Let me know if you remember anything else,” says Breaker. He leaves the room. Tank stays behind.
My brother comes up to my bed and sits on the edge. He grabs my hand and puts it in his. “Sky, I’m so sorry what happened to you. They made me watch everything. They did that to you because of me. They wanted me to pay and knew the only way to destroy me was to ruin the only thing I cared about, you.”
“Sam, can we please not talk about this right now?” I nudge my chin towards Tank. I don’t want to talk about me being raped and abused with Tank in the room. I don’t want anyone to know. The fact that my brother had to live through it and witness it, mortifies me.
“We can talk about it later and please don’t blame yourself, you did nothing.”
“Alright you two. If you remember anything else, please let us know. I’ll have one of the prospects bring you a phone to contact us.” Tank says.
“Thanks.” My brother and I say at the same time.
Tank walks out of my room.
“Sam, I think you should go lay down. You look pale and you’re sweating bullets. I’m going to call the nurse so they can help you back to bed.”
“I don’t want to but I feel myself getting weaker. I love you sis.”
“I love you too, Sammie.”
Chapter 10
Tank
I just left Sky’s room. Her brother Sam just gave us the name of the traitor and he saw the face of the dirty cop. Pres called emergency church. Shit is about to get bad.
Something happened to Sky for her to react so badly, and I think her brother knows. They were trying to keep it on the down low but I can tell they were evading what happened to her.
I hop on my bike and ride out to the clubhouse. The fresh air feels great, I feel like I was suffocating in that hospital. Fifteen minutes later, I pull up to the gates of the club house. I raise my chin to the prospect at the gate and pull into my spot near Breaker’s bike.
I get off my bike and walk into the clubhouse and see a few club whores getting drunk. I would love to stick my dick into something wet right now but I have business to take care of, maybe later.
I walk into church and everyone is already seated. Breaker is at the hea
d of the table.
“Alright guys, I called church because Tank and I found out who the mole is and we may be able to identify the dirty cop.”
“Who the fuck is the mole, Pres? I want at him first. I’ve been needing to release some steam.” Says Buzz.
“Rabbit,” says Breaker. The room breaks out into chatter, everyone’s trying to talk over one another.
“How do we know this is true?” says Rock.
“Our John Doe, is the old President of the Death Riders MC. Tank and I talked to him, along with his sister in the hospital today. He was kidnapped and held hostage for trying to turn his club on the right path. They tortured him, skinned him, and left him for dead. They also tried to frame his death on us. Luckily, he is alive, and remembers everything. He remembered the name Rabbit being mentioned. He also caught a glimpse of the dirty cop’s face,” says Breaker.
“How do we know he is telling the truth though?” Says Rock.
“We don’t, that’s why I need you to find out shit. Plus his sister may be of some help for you. She was a professional hacker for the government.”
“Look, we know there’s a mole. Winger is in the hospital because of a rat and the Death Riders are trying to frame our club. I may not trust this guy, but he gave us info we didn’t have. Plus, he would be dead telling us this information if it wasn’t true, and he knows that,” I say.
“Buzz, I want you to keep an eye on Rabbit at all times. Once we confirm it really is him and we find out who the dirty cop is, we get rid of them. They are dead for crossing us. Until then, everyone keep an eye out for anything out of the ordinary and watch your backs. Also no mention of Rabbit being a mole, anything said in here is kept strictly confidential. Any objections?”
There’s a collective “Nay.”
“Alright, meeting adjourned.” says Breaker.
I stay behind to talk to Breaker. “What are we going to do when they get discharged from the hospital? The Death Riders will come after them.” I say.
“We will come to that when the time is right. I don’t want to get into it with the Death Riders, but they almost killed two of us, I can’t let that go,” he says.
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