Free Forsaken - Book 2 (Star Crossed MC Lovers) by Sierra Rose Page A

behind his back, which earned me a few chuckles from the kids just outside the door.
    "You're pretty." One of them leaned his upper body into the office and smiled at me. He was missing his front tooth and couldn't have been older than ten.
    "Thanks. You're pretty too." I winked and turned back, wanting to check on the idiot sitting at the desk in front of me.
    Jamison had his head back, his eyes wide open and staring as he made various plane noises. He turned his head toward me. His eyes rolled back in his head and he started to drool.
    "Sick," I grumbled and checked my clock, mentally marking the five-minute mark. I was so out of there the second the time was up. It would go faster if I could just stop concentrating on the fact that it was taking for-fucking-ever.
    It wasn't a few minutes later that the large guy dropped out of his chair as his body convulsed frantically. I moved to him and knelt down, rolling him on his side and rubbing his back as fear wrapped tightly around me.
    He reached for me, his hands grasping at the air in front of my face, but not grabbing anything.
    "Jamison. Hold on. It's alright." I called Elec, not knowing what else do to. I didn't give him a minute to answer before I started to yell into the phone. "He's seizing. What do I do?"
    Hot tears burned my gaze, but I forced them back. Now wasn't the time.
    Glancing up, I noticed three teenagers standing at the door to the office, one of them sheet-white. He turned and ran as the other mumbled 'fuck' over and over.
    "Get out of there, Lena. There's nothing you can do. The drug was cheat. Tainted. Shit happens."
    "What?!" I screamed into the phone as I stood up. " I can't leave him like this."
    "Your call, but he'll be dead in two minutes." Elec dropped the call, and I did the only thing I knew to do. I tried to help the poor guy, but I had no idea what to do to save his life. I pulled out his cell phone and called 911. When I heard sirens, I looked at the guy.
    “Hang on,” I whispered, holding his hand. “Help’s coming.”
    He’d be in good hands now. And I prayed to God they could save his life.
    Then I ran.
     

Chapter 8
    Lucky
     
     
    It had been a relatively quiet day, which was a good thing. I was off, and planned to sleep through most of it, and later find my girl for a quiet evening at the lake. Dane's call that Jamison Mills was being taken from Pleasant Arcade to the morgue pulled all of us from our laziness.
    "Damn it," I growled and walked out into the belly of the bar at our club house, looking for the others.
    A large group of my club brothers were playing dominos while others lay on the various couches, some snoozing, some just watching  TV. I hesitated to bring everyone into the mix because I had no doubt that it was the Black Hearts responsible, but I knew better than to leave without telling them what happened. In their opinion, keeping information was just as bad as lying.. Mine too.
    "There's some shit going down at the arcade." I stopped in the middle of the room and glanced around. "I can go take care of it, if you guys want. It's not going to take all of us."
    "What happened?" Knife stood up from his lounge chair and pinned me with a hard stare. "Give us the details , boy."
    "Drug overdose. Jamison. I'm sure it was Rafael." I shook my head and leaned against the bar..
    "They still down there?" Knife asked, walking toward me.
    "I don't know. I want to go check things out, though." I slipped my hands into my pockets, tired of their questions and having no good reason to be. I was worried about Lena being involved. I was always worried about her, even over the last year when she wouldn't have shit to do with me.
    "The boy okay?" Blade piped up, getting up from the domino table and walking toward me and Knife.
    "He's dead, and there aren't any witnesses to what happened. I was going to ride down there with Dane to see what the cops know, and maybe  hunt down a few of the kids that play there all the time. I'm sure someone