Ryan's POV
I picked up Roxy's pale and bleeding body in my arms. "Follow me." I told her sister.
She headed towards the room, I furrowed my eyes in confusion.
"Where are you going?" I asked her.
"I need to get a few things." She sounded like a zombie. I wished that she would cry after the news I told her. She seems numb.
"Don't worry, I have some men outside that will take care of things. Just come with me, we need to get out of here."
She nodded and followed me, then we reached the car. George was standing outside pacing around. "Are you okay, Sir?"
"I am fine, take us to the hospital. We need to get to the private wing."
"Okay, Sir."
My intel from inside the club told me what was going to go down today some minutes ago. I tried to call Roxy but she wasn't picking up so I thought to rush there. The intel said that they wanted to kill her.
We drove off and her sister was looking outside. The intel has mentioned that Roxy's sister was brought here too.
