CAN THEY OVERCOME THEIR OBSTACLES AND FIGHT FOR THEIR LOVE?

d jackets stood by a small couch pulled close to the fireplace. One of the men she recognized as Tom Brewer, a memb

’d snatched from a man’s backyard. The poor dog had been chai

nging the dog in. It had taken a while, but eventually she’d been able to nurse th

called a “random act of violence.” She’d suspected Tom Brewer and the Steel Infidels had been behind it, and to be honest

-toed boots sprawled out on the couch. From what she could see, the bare-chested ma

ir. Blood spilled from a wound in his left arm, dripping through the makeshift tourniquet and onto the woo

ne what had transpired in the cabin and didn’t want to know. Getting tangled up with the Steel

an injured eagle in here after all,” she said befo

Too

had let her in was

whirling around. “Okay, somebody had better

u up here. We didn’t know what to do and we needed help. Fast.” He waved a hand toward the injured man. “

a good first choice. Jesus Christ, Tom! I’m a vet, not a

y was his skin unnaturally pale underneath his

his happen?

pplies over in Towns County. When we came back through the valley, an a

sense to know the less she knew about the details, the better. Ge

thing we need to do is stop the bleeding and clean the wound to prevent infection. Then we’ll ne

’am, we all rode our motor

e a high tolerance for pain. Or maybe he was drugged up. Probably high as a kite on something. That would explain it. Or it could be attributed to an intense flood of adrenal

ied face told her he must be related to the injured man. The resemblance was uncanny though this man was qui

shake her hand. “Flint’s brother. Wh

’s arm. She knew the men probably didn’t realize the tight tourniquet they had applied would beg

d it looks really bad. I’ll wrap it up as best as I can to stop the bleeding then we ne

,” he replied quietly. “Flint can’t go to the hospital. You’re going to ha

k you are, but you can’t trick people then expect them to do whatever you tell them to. What do you mean he’s not going to the hospital? Are you crazy? He’s been shot! For the last time, I’m not a medic

or in this case, probably being forced to treat a person wasn’t a situation she’d ever been faced with before. As far as she was concerned, it wasn’t worth losing her veterinar