them were still hung over.
When I was done wiping the bar down, I
glanced up to see if any tables had been vacated, and, seeing none,
tossed the towel into the sink. Ty was on the phone at the opposite
end of the bar, his expression serious. He motioned me over,
disconnecting with whoever he was talking to at the same time.
“What’s up?”
“That was Stone. They’re on their way back
with a woman who’s been roughed up by a rival club. He wants you to
see to her when they get here.”
“Does she need a doctor?”
Ty shook his head. “No, but the club nurse,
Ginger, can take a look at her. I’ll call her for you. They’ll be
staying the night.”
“’ They’ll?’ ”
“The Wild Marauders, they’re another MC we’re
friendly with, based in Maine. Their president, Lynch, his woman
was taken by the Red Devils and Predators. He came to town with
some of his brothers to get her back.”
He didn’t need to explain that the Red Devils
and Predators were rival clubs that they didn’t get along with, his
twisted expression said as much. “I supposed I should set up a room
for them.”
“There’s a vacant one next to mine, it has a
bathroom. You have about forty minutes before they’ll be here.” He
motioned Trudy over from the platform that she was dancing on.
“I’ll get Trudy to cover the rest of your shift.”
I wasn’t exactly sure what Stone was
expecting from me, and decided to first check the room to make sure
it was clean. There were six doors down the hallway toward Ty’s
room, and all he’d said was that the room was next to his. I put my
ear to the first door and listened, and then knocked. After a few
seconds, when no one responded, I opened the door. The room was
empty and didn’t show any signs that someone might be using it.
The first thing I checked was the bed,
pulling back the covers to make sure that the sheets were clean.
They passed inspection, and I left the bed turned down. The
bathroom was next. It was clean, too, and I was about to leave when
my eyes lit on the tub next to the shower. Ty had said the woman
had been roughed up, which probably meant cuts and bruises. She
might be sore, and I knew that if I’d been the one to get roughed
up, a nice, hot soak would be welcome. I went back to the tub and
began to fill it with hot water.
There was a cabinet beneath the sink, and it
didn’t take me long to find some toiletries, including bubble bath.
I set two towels and a washcloth on the edge of the tub and when
the fragrant bubbles reached the edge I turned off the water. The
bathroom was misty and warm with steam, and I hoped that by the
time the woman arrived the water temperature would be just
right.
Unsure of what else there was for me to do, I
decided to go back out to the bar. Trudy was busy waiting tables
and shot me a quick smile as I made my way to Ty. “The room is
good, I’ve got a hot bath ready in case she feels like one.”
“Good idea. Ginger is on her way. Once they
arrive you might want to fix them something from the kitchen.”
I nodded. “Do we have a first aid kit?”
“Yeah, there’s a big one in the kitchen in
one of the cabinets.”
A customer pulled Ty’s attention away from
me, and I decided to go look for the first aid kit. I pushed
through the door that led to the kitchen and started with the first
cabinet I came to, finally locating the kit in the one above the
double sink. I pulled it down and opened it to see if it had the
basics, not surprised to find that it was stocked and organized. I
imagined that with the kind of life the bikers lived, they went
through supplies fast.
I snapped the kit shut and swung around to
leave, coming to a jerky halt when I saw Stone. “Oh! You scared
me!” He was standing there, just watching me, his muscular arms
crossed over his wide chest, a smirk on his face. He had a bandana
wrapped around the top of his head.
“I was coming for the same thing.” He
indicated the kit in my hands.
“Why, do
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