She left the room leaving Donovan screaming after her.
“That’s what you get when you start to hurt the women around you,” Devil said.
Ripper grabbed the man’s face. “You were the one who beat up Judi? My woman.”
Donovan smiled. “She screamed while I did it. Begged for you to come and save her.”
Over and over Ripper landed punches, one after the other against the man’s face.
Today was not the day for their enemies to test their resolve. Devil was determined to get answers one way or the other.
****
Lexie looked up from Judi lying on the hospital bed to see Butler reappear. He’d been sitting in the room for the last three hours. She didn’t know if he’d heard from Devil. Glancing down at her cell phone she saw that he hadn’t gotten in touch with her. This was what she hated the most. She knew he was going to risk his life to get justice for Judi. The thought of something bad happening filled her with dread.
“Have you heard anything?” she asked.
“No, nothing. I got a call from the clubhouse. Several girls have turned up saying they were there from Devil. If he’s sent them you bet your sweet ass that he’s fine. He wouldn’t let anything happen to those girls, and he’s got a handle on the situation.”
She nodded and locked her fingers with Judi’s.
“I know I should be hating the fact that he’s hurting someone, but I don’t care. Whoever laid a finger on Judi deserves to die.” She reached out to push some hair off Judi’s face. Seeing her with wires hooked up to a machine made her feel sick. Judi loved life, and this image of her wasn’t right.
“Whoever it was who beat her up was also selling underage girls. They’re at the clubhouse, but we’ve got to be careful with this,” Butler said.
“I’m going to get myself a coffee and stretch my legs. Will you keep an eye on her?” she asked.
“Sure.”
Leaving the room, she made her way toward the coffee machine. Pressing the buttons, she cricked her neck to try and pull out the knots.
Lexie took her cup and moved away from the machine, heading outside of the hospital. She made sure to check all the available exits in case of emergencies. Her life had changed so much since she became Devil’s woman that she needed to make sure there were ways for her to escape.
Taking out her cell phone, she pressed Devil’s number and waited for him to answer. The phone rang and rang, but he didn’t answer at first.
She kept ringing so he’d know not to mess with her and to answer the call.
“Baby,” he said, on the fifth time she called his cell. “I can’t talk to you right now.”
“No, you can’t do this to me.” She moved away from anyone eavesdropping.
“I’ve got to.”
There was a scream in the background.
“Are you sure he’s the one?”
“Yes, we’re sure. I need you to go to the clubhouse. I’ve sent a bunch of women, and there is going to be a hell of a lot more sent. I’m going to eradicate Gonzalez from Piston County.”
“Devil, I’m with you on everything, but are you sure to do this now? I want Gonzalez gone as much as you, but I don’t want it to risk your life,” she said, panicking.
“I’ve thought about it. I’m done thinking about it. The girls are not old enough, Lexie. I need you to do this for me and to trust what I’m doing.”
“I’m scared of anything happening to you.”
The screaming started to fade, and she knew he was moving away from the noise.
“I know, but I can promise you, I’ll make sure I survive. I need you to do this for me. If you don’t, Gonzalez is going to win. I need to fight him at all angles.”
“Okay, I’ll do this. Please, don’t be so long between calling,” she said.
“I won’t, baby. I need you. One of the girls is fifteen.”
Lexie closed her eyes, thinking about when she was fifteen. She would have died by now if she’d gone through that. “What do you need me to do?” Lexie trusted Devil. She didn’t want him to die. He was her life, he and their kids.
She listened to his instructions, hating the fact she was having to do this. Girls at the age of fifteen should be thinking about their future or if they should let their boyfriends kiss them.
“I’ll do it.”
Closing her cell phone, she walked into the hospital. Butler was reading a magazine. He looked at her when she entered.
“I’m going to the club. I’ve organized for Phoebe to pick me up. Devil wants me to be there for the girls.”
“He told me.” Butler waved his cell phone in front of him. “It’s going to be hard for them, but you’re the only person suited for the job.”
She didn’t believe him. Lexie grabbed her bag and walked back out of the hospital.
Finishing off her coffee, she saw Phoebe pull into the hospital grounds. Rushing toward the car, she climbed into the passenger side.
“Hey,” she said.
“This is f**king crazy,” Phoebe said. “Vincent called me to come and collect you. He’s told me everything that’s going on. Is Judi doing any better?”
“No, she’s not.”
She looked in the back to see all of their kids cramped in together.
“What happened to Vincent looking after the kids?” she asked.
“Devil gave him an order to go to the strip club. I’m not going to argue. I don’t want to end up divorced. Even though Vincent drives me crazy, I still love him.”
Lexie placed her bag between her legs and looked out of the window. “I hate this. I hate that we’re having to deal with this. Between Tiny and Devil, I don’t know what to expect anymore.”
“They’re a force to be reckoned with.” Phoebe pushed the hair out of her face and drove to the compound.
Lexie saw the girls outside of the compound. Several of the men were trying to keep the women together.
“Fucking hell. They’re f**king babies,” Phoebe said.
Staring at the clubhouse entrance, Lexie sighed. “This is going to be a long day. I don’t want to even start with all of this shit.”
She climbed out of the car and walked into the main foyer of the clubhouse. Women in trashy clothes and different stages of undress surrounded her.
Putting her purse into the office, she looked around her.
Devil wanted her to check the women over to see which ones needed hospital attention and others rehab.