Lincoln Hospital (Trauma #1) by Cassia Brightmore Read Free Book Online Page B

rage was a living part of his soul that he didn’t bother to harness. Instead, nurturing it and letting it flourish into what he was now.  A cold-blooded killer. God help anyone that ever got on his bad side.

    Cian circled the warehouse once before rolling his car to a stop and killing the lights.  The second shift break was about to finish at the distribution center and from his surveillance, he knew Darwin Fergus would be slinking out the side door to sneak in an extra smoke break before heading back to work.  He got out of the car and crouched down behind a dumpster a few feet away from where he was sure Darwin would be exiting the building, remaining unseen until the opportunity he needed presented itself. Keeping an eye out for anyone that might spot him, he thought back over the information he’d gathered on him while he waited for his target to appear.
     
    Darwin Fergus, age 42
    Arrested on multiple counts of fraud, larceny, and suspected homicide
    Released after insufficient evidence brought to the DA to hold the case over to trial
    Estimated net worth stolen over $200,000 over the past ten years.  Victims of choice:
    elderly and disabled
     
    So the fucker liked to take advantage of old people with his schemes and lies, ultimately swindling them out of their retirement checks.  He’d crippled dozens of individuals financially and in some cases, it was suspected he’d caused their deaths by overdoses on medications when he was close to being exposed.  The only reason he’d been arrested was in thanks to one of the victim’s grandchildren overhearing part of a conversation and putting the pieces together.  Unfortunately, it wasn’t soon enough and her grandfather had been one of the ones to lose his life. She’d come forward with what she knew, but it wasn’t enough to convict and he’d walked away a free man.  Until now .
    Like clockwork, the side door opened and Darwin slipped out.  Cian slipped the needle from his pocket and with the stealth of a predator, approached him from behind and pounced, locking an arm around his neck and cutting off his air supply. Darwin was not a small man by any means and outweighed him by almost fifty pounds.  But where Darwin was large and soft, Cian was lean and hard.  His strength won out and he had Darwin down on the ground and the needle inserted in his neck before he could even muster a shout.
    “Fuck, you’re heavy,” he complained, panting hard as he looked down at the disgusting excuse for a man at his feet.  Taking him by the ankles, he made short work of dragging him to his waiting open trunk.  It would be a tight fit, but he’d made it work before and he’d do so again.  The interior was lined with plastic, ready and waiting to transport the fucker to the hospital.  Grunting from the exertion, he wrestled Darwin into the trunk and slammed it, satisfied.
    “Let’s go for a ride, shall we?”  He got no reply, not that he expected one, and hopped in the driver’s seat. About a block from the hospital he pulled into an alleyway and stopped. Dragging Darwin from the trunk, he smacked him in the face until he came around, groaning from being groggy and out of it.
    “Are you with me there, Darwin?  Can you hear me?” Cian peered at him, his pupils were dilated but he seemed to be understanding him.
    “Ghaft ahappped?” his words were a gargled mess.  Good.  The drugs were working.
    “Oh, not to worry. I’m gonna take good care of you, Darwin.” Relief flashed in his eyes but it quickly turned to horror as he watched Cian pick up an iron bar from the trunk. “Don’t worry, you won’t feel a thing,” his grin was full of malice as he brought the bar down.
    Several minutes later, Cian rushed into the ER, with Darwin’s arms over his shoulders, dragging him along as best he could.
    “Get me a gurney! This man’s taken a severe beating,” he helped two orderlies lift Darwin onto the gurney when they raced over. He tossed his keys to