“Until he can walk out of here on his own two feet, I’m not leaving that bedside.” — As the door closed behind Beth, Butch heard Vishous whistle under his breath. “That is one fine female, true?” V said. There was a low, affirmative grumble. “And someone you do not want to mess with,” the brother continued. “Man, you should have seen her when we came into that barn. She was standing over his body, ready to take the cop and me on with her bare hands if she had to. Like Wrath was her cub, you feel me?” “Wonder if she has a sister?” Rhage asked.
