Seeking Vengeance Read Free

head, focusing on the slim form huddled in the doorway, her arms wrapped around her body as though warding off a chill. “Excuse me, ma'am, if you have some gauze and tape, I can fix it up in no time and be on my way. “
    It had been awhile since he'd applied a field dressing, but he was pretty sure he could do it. At least for the leg. The back would be harder, but he'd manage. Somehow.
    The woman turned to him, one hand sweeping a riot of dark curls behind her shoulder. After taking a head-to-toe appraisal, her gaze lingered on his left leg and how Sam favored it. Finally, she sighed and turned with a half-hearted beckoning gesture. “Bring him in.”
     
    * * *
     
    “Don't let the door slam; Kelsie's sleeping.” Molly Flynn led the way down the hall and turned into the kitchen. What had her brother gotten involved in this time? When would he learn that bikers were nothing but trouble? It was a lesson she had learned well and she just wished Johnny could learn from her mistakes instead of creating a whole slew of his own. She cringed at the noise the men made as they followed behind her, their boots loud enough to wake the dead as they clattered on the hardwood floor. The injured guy grunted and she heard Johnny whisper an apology.
    She blew a few strands of hair out of her face as she gave thanks that Kelsie slept like a rock. Molly pulled a chair out from the table and angled it. “Put him here, and Johnny, you need to grab a dishrag and clean up any blood on the floor.”
    “ Okay, but then I have to go take Tuck back to the bar to get his bike.”
    On her way to retrieve some items she needed, Molly spun back to Johnny. “ What? You're leaving?”
    Johnny wrung out a rag and shot her a guilty look. “I'll be back as soon as I can.”
    Molly marched up to her brother, flicking a worried glance at the man in the chair as she passed. The guy listed to the right and she hoped he wouldn't topple off the seat. She snagged the back of Johnny's collar. “Come here. I need to speak with you.”
    “ But—”
    “ Now !” She led the way to the hallway and gave him a little shove. “Are you crazy ?”
    Johnny 's eyes widened. “What do you mean?”
    “ You arrive on my doorstep late at night with some biker who was shot up in some kind of…of… brawl . You drop him off in my kitchen as if I run a twenty-four hour clinic and then think you can just leave? What am I supposed to do with him?”
    At his blank lo ok, she poked his shoulder with a stiffened pointer finger. “I have a six year-old daughter, in case you've forgotten.”
    He shrugged. “So?”
    “ So? That's all you can say? You bring a strange man in here and put us at risk? What were you thinking ?”
    “ I was thinking you're almost a doctor, and if anyone could help him, it'd be you.” He stared at the floor and shuffled his feet a few times but then raised his gaze, his eyes pleading. “He saved my life, Molls. What was I supposed to do?”
    “ He saved your life?”
    Johnny twisted the rag in his hands and nodded. “A couple of Ravens showed up as we were leaving the bar. Sam yelled out a warning, and I looked up, but froze. He knocked me to the ground.”
    That did put a different spin on the situation and added a sense of obligation. She hated obligations. “Ravens?”
    Nodding, Johnny added, “But don’t worry. Snake wasn’t one of them.”
    Molly shot a glance back into the kitchen before closing the few feet between her and Johnny. “What have I told you about mentioning that name in this house?”
    Dipping his head, Johnny nodded then shrugged. “I know. You hate it, but Kelsie’s not even awake, so what’s the big deal?”
    “The big deal is that while the name is fitting, I’ll grant you that, I won’ t have you buying into his mystique load of crap and that’s what that name does. It makes him seem dangerous and evil. But really, he’s just a greedy, power hungry…jerk,” Molly finished, her hands fisted at her sides