Mad Dog (Angel’s Rebellion MC: #2) (Angel's Rebellion MC), стр. 70

Karma’s entire body started shaking. Fuck this was bad. I was afraid he was going to go off the deep end.

“There’s always that possibility. We did however manage to get Zoey to tell us that it was almost time for her period to start. So the likelihood is dramatically lowered, but we will need to keep a close watch on that.”

Karma choked on a sob and ground out harshly, “That god damn bitch is going to die slowly at my hands. She'll be praying for death before I'm through with her.”

There was nothing to say to that, we all agreed with him. I looked at the docs to see confusion and a little fear in their faces.

“No need to run the DNA. Just make sure she doesn't have anything, Dr. Adams,” KJ said to her.

“But you need the DNA processed in order to catch the man,” Doc Jones exclaimed.

“That will not be an issue, Dr. Jones,” KJ replied.

“You're not even gonna try to find the man? Is he a member or something and you're trying to cover it up?” she spit out.

“Honey, you agreed to keep your opinions to yourself. If I had known you were going to act like this, I wouldn't have let you come with me,” Doc Adams said as she glared at her friend.

“That was uncalled for Dr. Jones,” Viper commented. He looked at Doc Adams and said, “I agree, it might not have been a good idea to bring your friend if all she is going to do is question our motives in keeping this quiet.”

Damn, we all heard the rebuke in his tone of voice.

“So you are trying to cover something up,” she sneered.

Karma stood up fast, sending his chair flipping over in the process. He slammed his fists down on the table in front of the doctor and growled out, “Listen, bitch, get off your god damn fucking high horse. We aren't covering up for some Brother. We don't fucking work that way at this MC. My whoring ex traded Zoey for drugs last night and those two young men you see sitting at this table, saved her from a fate worse than death. The reason we don't need DNA is because the bastard is already dead.”

Well fuck, so much for not telling them everything, I thought. I watched as Karma dropped his head realizing what he had done as soon as the last word left his mouth.

“Fuck. Prez, Brothers, I'm sorry. I'm so fucking mad right now, I blew my top and spoke without thinking.”

“Hell, Brother. You're handling this shit better than I would. It's understandable,” I replied to him as he righted his chair and sat back down. I looked over to see the shock and horror on both the doctor’s faces.

“Her mother let someone do this to her?” Doc Jones whispered.

Karma sighed heavily, “Yeah, she did.”

Doc Jones let out a sob, “I'm so very sorry, I apologize to all of you. I was terribly out of line when I spoke.” Tears poured down her face as she cried quietly.

“So the bastard who did this is dead?” Doc Adams asked.

“Yes, he is.” Karma answered her question.

“And you're completely sure he is dead?”

“Yes, ma'am,” Reb said. “Made sure of that myself.”

She nodded at him, “Good. Fucker needed killing.”

We all blinked at her, then smiled. She was the kind of woman this MC needed.

“You're not letting her mother get away with this are you?” She continued to question us.

Karma looked at her and said, “I promise you, her mother will be taken care of.”

“You're gonna keep that outside the law as well, I hope,” she commented.

“That's the plan,” Karma told her.

“Good, let me know when she's dead. I'd like to dance on the bitch's grave.”

I barked out a laugh as others did as well.

“Fuck, think I like you, Doc Adams,” I uttered to her and she shot me a quick grin back.

Doc Jones sighed heavily, “Once again, please forgive my rudeness. I sincerely hope her mother suffers from the hounds of hell once she's gone from this earth. Women like her don't deserve children.”

“Agree with you there, Doc,” I said. “KJ, do you have any more questions for them?”

“Not at the moment, but if I think of anything is it okay to call you, Dr. Adams?” he asked her.

“Sure, that would be fine, but if you all don't mind, would it be possible for us to stay a little longer, or I could run Honey home and come back. That might be better. But I want to check on Zoey a few times over the next few hours. I gave her a light sedative so she should sleep for a couple hours. Karma, I'm going to suggest that you get her counseling. She's going to need it. She won't be able to get past this without being able to talk to someone, and it seems to be easier on a victim to talk to someone who isn't immediately involved in the situation.”

“Whatever you think she needs, Doc, we'll make sure she gets,” he replied to her.

“I'd like to stay too, if I haven't offended you all too much,” Doc Jones said forlornly.

“That's fine, Doc Jones. Even though I didn't like the things you said to us, I do understand that you were trying to do what you thought was best for Zoey. I'm pretty sure everyone here understands that as well.

“Y'all go out to the bar and Axel can get you anything you need. If you're hungry, he can show you the kitchen. Not sure if anyone is in there or not, so you might have to hunt around for something to eat. Feel free to check on Zoey at any time and either hang in the Great Room or dining room.”

They nodded at me then got up and left the room.

“So, KJ, what are your thoughts on what to do about the situation at the barn?” I questioned.

He looked at the boys and asked, “This table she was tied to, was it