Alan had won this round like he’d won the other two. Leaving Lash’s side, she made her way out of his room to wait for more news. Zero was going to survive, and now it was the wait to see about Angel.
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Jumping up and down giddy at what he’d done, Alan stared at the room. Putting a cross through Angel’s picture and another through Lash, he giggled. The pain had been clear from that split second he got to see. Lurking in the shadows, he watched the car approach, his men fire and the ensuring chaos.
His plans were not over. He doubted Zero would stay in the hospital.
Circling Sophia’s head, he pocketed a knife
Lockdown was over, and the game could truly begin.
Chapter Twelve
“Devil has arrived in town. He’s at the clubhouse getting caught up with Alex, who made it back into town,” Tiny said.
Zero listened to his leader, his president, talk as he lay in bed with Prue sat beside him. The conversation being directed at him was not what he wanted to hear. Seeing Prue since waking up had been the highlight of his morning. The drugs they fed him kept him out of it for some time. He couldn’t feel a single thing. If it wasn’t for seeing the wounds covered by bandages, Zero wouldn’t believe he was actually shot.
“What happened to Angel?” he asked, cutting across Tiny.
The fact Lash wasn’t in his room and neither was Nash didn’t fill him with confidence.
Please, don’t let that woman, that angel, die for trying to protect me.
He closed his eyes, seeing her hands reaching up to push him out of the way. Before she even touched him, the bullets had hit her.
“What do you want to know?” Tiny asked.
Prue’s hand tightened inside his, locking their fingers together tightly.
“I want to know if she’s alive. She tried to protect me. I need to know that she’s okay,” he said, gritting his teeth. Tears filled his eyes, and he scrubbed them away.
“She’s alive,” Tiny said.
“Then what are you not telling me?”
He saw Tiny and Prue look at each other.
“Tell me, goddamn it. I need to know what else this bastard has done,” Zero said.
“She’s in a coma, and the doctors don’t know when she’s going to wake up.” Prue stopped, hesitating.
“What else? Give it all to me,” Zero said.
“They don’t know if she’ll be able to walk once she wakes up. They removed the bullet with minimal damage. We don’t know what will happen once she wakes up. She could walk again or need some physiotherapy to walk again or she may never walk again.”
He squeezed Prue’s hand. “Is Lash with her?” he asked.
“Yes.”
Zero tugged the wires out of him that hooked him up to the machines.
“You can’t leave your bed,” Prue said.
“I will do whatever the hell I want to do.” Zero sat up in bed, grunting with the movement. Several nurses ran into the room trying to stop him. Ignoring them, he stood up. “Tiny, I’m going to see Lash and the woman who tried to save my life. Tell them to back the fuck off before I end up in prison.”
Tiny shouted out for them to leave him alone. Standing tall, Zero held onto Prue and made his way out of the room. He felt a little dizzy and gripped onto the wall for stability.
“Your ass is showing,” she said.
“I don’t give a fuck. There will be no more fun until Alan is fucking dead.”
They walked down the long corridor, and he was starting to have doubts about going to thank Lash.
When they walked into a room he was more than thankful for the respite. Prue dumped him into the closest chair. The drugs they’d given him were a fucking strong combination. Lash was sitting beside Angel, who was hooked up to several machines. Nash stood in the corner of the room with Sophia beside him.
“Come on, baby. You need to wake up. I need you. Our son needs you.” Lash kept talking, stroking his fingers up her arm. “Wake up and I’ll take us away for a long summer vacation. You want to go to Italy, we’ll go.”
The pain in Lash’s voice tore at Zero.
“Come on, wake up.”
Sophia was sobbing in the corner.
“I’m sorry,” Zero said.
Lash jerked around to look at him. “Are you all right?”
“Yes, she will pull through.” Zero nodded toward Angel. He wouldn’t accept anything other than her making it through.
“She will. Tiny has agreed to let us go for the summer. I promised her on our honeymoon that I would take her to Italy. I’m going to make sure she gets everything her heart desires.” Lash was stroking her blonde hair off her head.
Silence fell in the room for several minutes.