Candy’s POV.
I pace outside the operating room where the doctors are working on Jax. So many were hurt last night as they tried to save us all, and from what I have been told, the MC. My family fought with all they had. But nearly all the fuckers that came to take me last night have either died or are in the hole. One man in particular is being kept alive. The man who we thought was Vance.
“Candy, you need to rest, baby. They will be awhile yet,” Aunt Mary-Beth says, and I sigh, because she is right. I waddle my tired ass to where she is sitting. I plonk myself down and look at everyone here in the waiting room.
Tito was fine. The bullet grazed his side, and he was quickly patched up. He is sitting with Lina and his very upset girls. My heart aches for them having been in that when they
