The Starkest Truth (A Breaking Insanity Novel Book 2) by Courtney Lane Page B
Authors: Courtney Lane
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she shouldn’t have come to the E.R. for a simple fucking headache.”
“Dr. Brenton?”
“What,” I snapped at now another person wanting something from me.
The nurse from intake, whose name I never thought to remember, looked close to falling apart if I so much as touched her. “Th-there is someone here for you.”
“Tell them to come back at another time,” I said.
“He said it was important,” she responded. “Very important. He insisted I come to get you.”
I rubbed my temples as I felt a stress headache come on. Could’ve only been one person. One to make my shitty day worse.
Behind my trail to the exit, a nurse whispered to another, “I thought marriage would make him less of an asshole, not more.”
I made a mental note to make the rest of her day hell for saying that. No bad word against me ever goes unpunished.
Checking out the overcrowded E.R, I spotted a random woman make a beeline for me the moment she spotted the white coat. She proceeded to complain about the wait time for her son to be seen, who trailed behind her with vomit decorating his shirt.
Ignoring her, I walked past her and approached the exit door. Gowan was pacing around inside the vestibule.
I continued to wade through the crowd and met him outside. Nodding to him as I walked by, I led him to a more secluded area of the sidewalk away from the security guard station.
“You aren’t supposed to be here,” I muttered over my shoulder and surveyed the parking lot.
“Feds shut down Suicide Angels and came after Roy. He’s in custody right now, freaking out, and rightfully so.”
I finally gave him full eye contact. “How the hell did that happen?”
He shrugged like he didn’t know the reason, but he knew why. I told him he should shut down the site before giving it to my idiot cousin, Roy. Roy barely passed the MCAT. He never deserved the white coat. He never deserved the reins to something that should’ve been shut down months ago.
“Are you ready for a shit ton of I told you sos?” I asked. “Because I am.”
“Pointless now, isn’t it? We’re good as long as he doesn’t talk. Nation X is on our side and wiped fuck all from the Internet, right?”
Nation X was a network of anonymous hackers; they made sure Suicide Angels remained off the radar. They screwed up a few times, because some disgruntled fuck hacked into the site enough times to be an annoyance and shut it down. After Victor placed the fear of God into Nation X, they got their act together, and we were never hacked again.
To this day, it bothered me that Mrs. Givens so easily accessed the site, claiming she did so by accessing Nikki’s history. Nikki was incredibly computer smart and never would’ve done something so stupid. With many other things that required my attention, I never had a chance to look into it. Eventually, it stopped being important. “Been through this before with a client who had regrets. We’ll fix it—correction, I’ll fix it.”
“You’re kidding.” His jaw unhinged in disbelief. “He’s our cousin. We protect our people from the ones who want to hurt them, not the other way around. He’s family—our family. Goddamn it, Eric, you’re not in a gang anymore.” He pointed to my head. “What has my father always told you? You’re better than the way you were raised. You’re a doctor now. A good one. Don’t go back to the shit we got you out of to get you to this point.”
How little he knew. I stopped thinking and being small time; I learned to be smarter about my exploits after my family died, but I never stopped being loyal to the people who had my back when no one else did. “Your option to sit and wait on an asshole who damn near shits his pants at the sight of blood is to wait? How very pious of you.”
He rubbed the back of his neck, remembering what I wanted him to remember. He was an accomplice to Angie’s murder. Glass houses. Stones. “This is very different. I understood
“Dr. Brenton?”
“What,” I snapped at now another person wanting something from me.
The nurse from intake, whose name I never thought to remember, looked close to falling apart if I so much as touched her. “Th-there is someone here for you.”
“Tell them to come back at another time,” I said.
“He said it was important,” she responded. “Very important. He insisted I come to get you.”
I rubbed my temples as I felt a stress headache come on. Could’ve only been one person. One to make my shitty day worse.
Behind my trail to the exit, a nurse whispered to another, “I thought marriage would make him less of an asshole, not more.”
I made a mental note to make the rest of her day hell for saying that. No bad word against me ever goes unpunished.
Checking out the overcrowded E.R, I spotted a random woman make a beeline for me the moment she spotted the white coat. She proceeded to complain about the wait time for her son to be seen, who trailed behind her with vomit decorating his shirt.
Ignoring her, I walked past her and approached the exit door. Gowan was pacing around inside the vestibule.
I continued to wade through the crowd and met him outside. Nodding to him as I walked by, I led him to a more secluded area of the sidewalk away from the security guard station.
“You aren’t supposed to be here,” I muttered over my shoulder and surveyed the parking lot.
“Feds shut down Suicide Angels and came after Roy. He’s in custody right now, freaking out, and rightfully so.”
I finally gave him full eye contact. “How the hell did that happen?”
He shrugged like he didn’t know the reason, but he knew why. I told him he should shut down the site before giving it to my idiot cousin, Roy. Roy barely passed the MCAT. He never deserved the white coat. He never deserved the reins to something that should’ve been shut down months ago.
“Are you ready for a shit ton of I told you sos?” I asked. “Because I am.”
“Pointless now, isn’t it? We’re good as long as he doesn’t talk. Nation X is on our side and wiped fuck all from the Internet, right?”
Nation X was a network of anonymous hackers; they made sure Suicide Angels remained off the radar. They screwed up a few times, because some disgruntled fuck hacked into the site enough times to be an annoyance and shut it down. After Victor placed the fear of God into Nation X, they got their act together, and we were never hacked again.
To this day, it bothered me that Mrs. Givens so easily accessed the site, claiming she did so by accessing Nikki’s history. Nikki was incredibly computer smart and never would’ve done something so stupid. With many other things that required my attention, I never had a chance to look into it. Eventually, it stopped being important. “Been through this before with a client who had regrets. We’ll fix it—correction, I’ll fix it.”
“You’re kidding.” His jaw unhinged in disbelief. “He’s our cousin. We protect our people from the ones who want to hurt them, not the other way around. He’s family—our family. Goddamn it, Eric, you’re not in a gang anymore.” He pointed to my head. “What has my father always told you? You’re better than the way you were raised. You’re a doctor now. A good one. Don’t go back to the shit we got you out of to get you to this point.”
How little he knew. I stopped thinking and being small time; I learned to be smarter about my exploits after my family died, but I never stopped being loyal to the people who had my back when no one else did. “Your option to sit and wait on an asshole who damn near shits his pants at the sight of blood is to wait? How very pious of you.”
He rubbed the back of his neck, remembering what I wanted him to remember. He was an accomplice to Angie’s murder. Glass houses. Stones. “This is very different. I understood
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