32 - Take my baby to safety
Fallon “Mommy?” I force my heavy eyes open to look at the little girl now tapping my arm. Flick, one of Brick’s guys, lay me down and dug out the bullet from my thigh. He then poured vodka over the wound, which hurt like crazy, packed the wound, stitched me up, covered the injury, and then pumped me full of painkillers on Mortar’s orders. Mortar is the VP here, my friend, or so I thought. I reach for my baby and sit her on my stomach. I’m sitting up slightly, which helps. “Baby girl,” I haven’t seen her in a while. Brick wouldn’t allow it. He never lets me see her often; when he does, he’s never with her. It’s always May and Mortar who are with her. May is Mortar’s wife. Mortar is an okay guy, I guess. He was good to Scott and me back when Scott was part of the club. May was always fri
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