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“Fuck,” Keene said, rubbing his chest. “You were the club that was helping search for her.”

“We were,” Sebastian made his way over. “She’s doing well.”

“I know,” Keene said. “I keep an eye on her. I actually plan on heading to her graduation after this.”

So that was the graduation that we were going to.

That was sweet that he’d helped save someone from the horrors of the world, and then followed up with them, keeping an eye out to make sure that they were living life well.

My man.

Geez, he was a big ol’ marshmallow.

“We’re headed there soon, too,” Sebastian confirmed. “That’s why we’re here today.”

Keene nodded his head.

“This the team that went to South America and saved them from that pedophile?” Silas asked, having obviously heard from Sebastian.

“At least some of them,” Keene answered. “This is our money man. And he does help from time to time when he can slip away from his family.”

Winston held out his hand, and the four of them introduced themselves to each other.

“So, what’s going on?” Silas asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

Shayne, who’d remained silent up until now, started explaining.

“They’re wondering if we can go over there at a moment’s notice,” she explained. “If they need help that might require our skills.”

“Absolutely,” Sebastian answered for his father. “I have more people who are willing to help, too. Got a man in my club who loves to fly and doesn’t get to do it all that much now that he’s retired. His name is Cleo.”

Cleo I remembered from my time in Mooresville, too.

The man was great.

But he’d been a few years away from retiring, even though he’d been nowhere close to retirement age.

Don’t want to work my life away while my babies are still here, he’d said.

“I’ll take all the help I can get,” Winston said solemnly. “This crap… it’s rampant. I feel like no matter what we do, more and more of this disgusting evil is going uncontrolled in this world. Sometimes it feels like I can’t keep my head above water when it comes to saving these kids.”

And it was right then, with me as a witness, that I watched Winston and Keene bring yet more people into their fold.

The bad guys wouldn’t know what was coming.

I couldn’t wait.

CHAPTER 29

As emotionally stable as an IKEA table.

-Ande’s secret thoughts

ANDE

“So let me get this straight,” a very pissed off woman’s voice said into the quiet of the car.

Winston, Keene, me, Autry, Shayne, and a few other men were heading toward the airport where Shayne would be flying us to Mexico.

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