I Refused To Treat A Bleeding Biker Because They’re Gangsters And Criminals

There are still people—”

“Sir, I need you to stay calm and wait.”

I didn’t let him finish his sentence. Didn’t ask what happened. Didn’t care.

Forty-five minutes. That’s how long I made him wait.

During those forty-five minutes, three more bikers came through the ER doors. Then two more. All of them bloody. All of them frantic.

“Where’s Ray?” one of them continue reading …