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“Then what’s wrong? Why ghost me?” he asked.

She shook her head and he saw the beginning of tears. Looking over her head toward the back shop, he gave ‘that’ look to the men and they all walked out.

“Olive, honey, we’ve all noticed that something is wrong. Please tell us,” said Skull.

“You’ll hate me. You’ll make me leave,” she said sobbing. Gunner put his arm around the girl, kissing the top of her head.

“No one will make you leave. What’s wrong?”

“Those two bikers that were in here last week. The ones without the patches. The older man says he’s my uncle and owns me. He says I have to marry a rival biker in order for their war or business or something to work out. I don’t even know him. I don’t know any of them.”

“How did he know where you were?” asked Skull.

“I-I don’t know. You guys know me. I don’t leave the property. It had to be someone off property that told them. But I can’t even be sure that man is my uncle. He had no proof. I’m scared, Gunner. I’m terrified. Do you know what they do to women in those clubs?” She cried even harder and Gunner stared at Iggy.

Iggy slowly came around the counter, turning Olive into his own arms. He held her tightly, soothing her.

“Olive, you do understand what everyone here does, right?” he asked.

“I know!” she cried. “I know but these men are violent. I can tell. They keep sending me videos of what they do to women that don’t do as they’re told. It’s horrible.” She cried harder and Gunner was clenching his fists at his side.

“When did the last video come?” asked Skull.

“The day they came to the shop. I should have told you then but I was a coward. I hid. I didn’t think they would actually find me.”

“You weren’t a coward. That was smart of you. They only think you work here. They don’t know for sure,” said Iggy.

“They’re going to keep coming. More and more of them,” she said sobbing into his chest. “I don’t know him! I swear I don’t know him!”

“Honey, we get it,” said Gunner. The buzzer for the door at the back of the shop, the one leading onto property, went off and Rush, Moose, Gator, Christian, and Kev walked in.

“You called them?” she asked with surprise.

“We didn’t call them. They heard the whole conversation,” said Razor. “They’ve known something was wrong and they’ve known that you needed help but we needed you to talk to us.”

“Oh, God,” she sobbed. “The phone. AJ wanted to make sure my phone had the latest updates. You saw. You saw the videos. And the vaccine. It was a tracker wasn’t it? I thought it was weird to put it in my neck.”

“Olive, we did it to protect you, to protect everyone here,” said Rush. “These guys are seriously no joke. We don’t know how they know you, or why they want you, but they will not get you. You have to trust us.”

“The name of the club is Graveyard Saints,” said Rush. “They have a reputation that you can only imagine.”

“God, I have to leave. I have to hide,” she said trying to pull out of Iggy’s grasp. His arms were like steel, holding her in place without harming her.

“You’re not going anywhere, Olive,” he whispered against her temple. “I won’t let you.”

“Let’s take this to the office,” said Gator. He turned to Gunner and the others. “Can we assume you’ll want to be a part of this if needed?”

“Fuck ‘if needed’. We will be a part of this,” said Razor.

CHAPTER SIX

“The Graveyard Saints are on every watch list in North America. They’re accused of murdering politicians, taking hits on rival gangs, criminal families, and running drugs, women, and guns. All the fun stuff,” said Hiro. “I have more than a little experience with men like this.”

The entire room quieted, staring at Hiro. They knew what he was talking about but Olive did not.

“Hiro?” she whispered.

“Winter. Her grandfather imprisoned her in his gang since childhood. She was abused beyond most human limits but she survived. No one here will let you fall into those hands. Especially not me,” he said quietly.