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her, every chance he gets. This is what he does. We can’t pretend otherwise, so don’t try. That’s exactly what he’s doing. We don’t have a clue how to stop him.”
    “We will,” Gash said.
    “Until then, Paris is being hurt, and we’ve got to deal with all the shit he’s going to throw at us. People are dying, and we’ve got to wait?”
    “There’s nothing else we can do right now. We’ll get him, Spider, and you’ll be there with all of us, ready to kill the fucker, got me?” Lash asked.
    Spider sighed.
    It didn’t matter how many times they talked, none of them were going to get what they wanted, not today, not tomorrow—there was no limit to the trouble that surrounded them.
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    Sandy was exhausted, and once again the hospital was full of The Skulls and Chaos Bleeds. They really needed to stop doing this, coming to the hospital. It was more of a home than the clubhouse was. She didn’t know if she should be happy about that. The hospital had welcomed her back with open arms like always. She’d wanted to take a break from being a doctor, but being with The Skulls, it made it impossible to have a break from saving a life. Being a doctor that took a break was impossible. Every other week they seemed to be in some kind of trouble.
    She was already in scrubs with her black hair pulled up into a band. Ever since Lacey had joined the club, she’d brought with her the enjoyment of experimenting with dyeing their hair. Even Angel had changed her hair color, much to Lash’s annoyance.
    Sophia was stable, and had been operated on to repair the damage to her lung. The bullet had gone through, deflating her lung. Operating on her friends was starting to take its toll. Sophia was her friend. All of the old ladies were her friends. This was so fucking hard, and she didn’t want to keep going through it. This was the life she wanted, though. The Skulls were her family, and she would stand by them for the rest of her life.
    Rubbing the back of her neck, she made her way into the main waiting room, which was covered with Skulls and Chaos Bleeds members. This had hit the club hard, and she was struggling to hold it together.
    Gash was there, and he seemed to have taken the lead for The Skulls. Lash was with his woman, and so was Tiny. Alex was in surgery. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Stink getting to his feet. Ripper had also come forward as the guy for Chaos Bleeds.
    “Sophia’s stable right now. I’m going to go and check on everyone, and I’ll bring you updates.”
    “Does Lash know?” Gash asked.
    “No. I’m going to go and tell him. Everyone is at different places within the hospital. I’m doing my best, but like everything, it takes time.” She smiled at each of them, taking a breath, and stepping away. “I’ll be back with more information.”
    She moved toward the door, and Stink stopped her. “How are you doing?”
    This was what made it hard for her to turn Stink down. He was always concerned about her. She’d never known a guy be so totally caring about her. Her life had been about being the pussy of the club. She’d fucked many guys in her time, and at nearly forty years old, she truly didn’t know if she was settling down kind of woman. Stink never looked at any other woman. She couldn’t even be sure if he’d been with another woman since he’d taken her in. He didn’t care about the past, and he only ever saw the future. How could she not love a guy like that? Stink was one of a kind. Most of the time he seemed to be overlooked by so many, but that wasn’t true.
    A few years ago she had stopped being club pussy, but Tiny hadn’t kicked her out. She was as much part of the club as anyone else.
    Her loyalty had been shown many times over the years, and she loved all of the club. They were her friends. They were her family.
    “I’m doing okay.” She took another deep breath, trying to prove that she was more than fine.
    “You don’t have to pretend for me,