“What’s the matter, Harley?” Rory asked suspiciously.
“N-nothing.”
“You know we’re here because Molly’s been found, right?” Grant asked.
She nodded, glancing from CJ to Ryan. “I-I’m happy she’s back,” she said, and stumbled away, heading toward the bathroom.
CJ looked at Ryan. “Are you going after her or am I?”
“You can go,” Ryan said, unable to meet his gaze.
His nostrils flaring, CJ got to his feet just as a doctor appeared in the doorway. “Who’s here for Molly Harris?”
As much as CJ had mourned Molly and missed her, he’d also let her go. She was back and he was so fucking happy and wanted to know how she was. But Harley needed him. By the time the doctor would be able to talk about her condition, Harley might have…might have…hestillwasn’t sure. He just knew he needed to get to her as soon as possible.
“Matthew Taylor is her guardian,” CJ said to the doctor, since they needed an adult, and Molly had been Ryan’s girlfriend. Besides, Dad had put Uncle Val in charge of her. “That’s his son,” he continued, nodding to Ryan. “He’ll take you to him.”
The doctor nodded, apparently aware of how things worked for the club. “And Mr. DeLuca’s next of kin?”
CJ and Ryan exchanged looks.
“We’re his cousins,” Rory said, flicking a finger between him and CJ. “Our dads are his dad’s brother.”
“Are either of you eighteen?”
“No,” CJ said.
Rory waved to Bishop and Grant. “They’re both over twenty-one.”
“Are they relatives?”
“No,” Rory answered.
“Who’s your father, young man?”
Sidling an uneasy glance at CJ, Rory shifted. “Johnnie Donovan. Uh, John Donovan.”
The doctor’s eyebrows lifted. “And whose son are you?” he asked CJ.
“Outlaw’s.”
“Oh, well then. I see. Miss Harris is in recovery. She’s in critical condition.”
“And DeLuca?” Rory whispered.
“Stable for now.”
Molly was back. Critically injured with gunshots, a concussion, cuts, bruises, and contusions. She’d been sexually assaulted and drugged. Somehow, she’d survived after months of torture.
Ryan had never felt as grateful. Or as conflicted. One problem was solved but another one hung over Ryan and stole his peace and happiness.
Harley.
Once Dr. Harlowe gave the news to them, CJ went in searchof Harley while Ryan escorted the surgeon to the cafeteria to talk to Dad.
Ryan wasn’t sure if CJ found Harley or when he left. He’d given up his claim to Molly and left her in Ryan’s hands. He should’ve been overjoyed. Instead, the only thing he could think of was he had to extricate Harley from what he’d gotten her into.
It should’ve been just a matter of removing the cameras, but Willard and Wally’s fuckery went deep. Ryan had no doubt they’d reveal his role. They’d told him so when he talked to them the moment he got home. Since he’d invaded Harley, Rebel,andMattie’s privacy, it was a crapshoot who’d fuck him up first.
