Turning where I stand, alarms blaring I head into the main office. If anyone has it, I bet it's in there. The nurse that helped us is hiding in the corner and shrieks when she sees me stomp inside.
“Where is her ring," I bark. Quickly she opens a cabinet and flips through some colored files.
“H-here," she displays a baggie with Harley's skull ring.
“Take it," I whisper. Harley reaches out and clutches the bag as if it contained her heart. My ring really means something to her.
I kiss her forehead, as her shaky hands slide the ring back on her thumb.
Finally making it to my El Camino, the blonde b***h and Viper crawl in the back seat, and I slip into the front seat with Harley close to my chest. My fingers tangle in her hair, it's dry and matted. Her heartbeat slow against my chest,
