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I was bent over and breathing heavily by the time Kat called for a break.

“Usually, I wouldn’t push you this hard on the first day. But Slider mentioned that this was pretty much the only chance we were going to get so we need to make sure everything is perfect,” Kat explained as she handed me a bottle of water which I drained in a matter of minutes.

“How do you think I’m doing?” I asked, dropping myself onto the stage and leaning back, attempting to get more air into my lungs.

“Girl you’ve got it going on. Your body moves great and you hit the beats every single time.” She sat down in front of me and patted my leg. I was grateful for the support. I felt better now that I didn’t feel like I was doing this alone. I had someone on my side and that gave me the boost that I needed to push through the anxiety that was flowing through me.

“The next thing we need to look at is getting your man to take notice and want you like his next breath.” She wiggled her eyebrows.

I felt my cheeks warm. “Blizzard isn’t my man,” I clarified even though I was disappointed to have to admit so.

She giggled. “Well, I was actually talking about the guy that’s going to be in the audience. Slider said there was going to be a specific person you needed to attract. But this is good, we can work with Blizzard!”

I palmed my forehead. “Sorry.”

“No, no. This is good. Take a break, I have some plans to make,” she snickered, bouncing to her feet and disappearing. I wanted to slap myself knowing whatever she was planning in that beautiful little head of hers was probably going to kill me.

“Rose?” My head shot up and I saw three men standing at the edge of the stage. I recognized them instantly, and my body wanted to crawl inside itself and hide. But instead, I took a deep breath and shuffled toward them, letting my legs dangle off the side of the stage.

“Looking good up there,” Skins said, winking at me. I couldn’t say that the attention didn’t feel good. Because it did, it felt really good. I just wish it was coming from someone else.

“Look, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop on your conversation the other night,” I said, turning my eyes to the older man who’s name I now knew was Judge.

He smiled through his thick beard. It was soft and caring, almost fatherly. “Honey, you need to forget about that. What you’re doing for us…” he paused, almost as though he was getting choked up, “…we will forever be indebted to you.”

I shook my head. “I may not even pull it off.”

He shrugged. “Doesn’t matter. You’re putting yourself out there, risking your life to get my daughter back. Even if it doesn’t work, I forever owe you my thanks.”

“I hope she’s okay,” I told him sadly. During the briefing with the brothers this morning, it had been discussed about what kind of condition she could possibly be in. It made me nervous to think that I could be throwing myself into another situation where the possibility of being beaten and abused was likely. I never wanted to go back there, I never wanted to feel that kind of pain again. But this time, it was more than just my life on the line if I didn’t. It was time to suck it up.

“Do you have a picture of her? Just so I know who I’m looking for.”

The younger man behind Judge stepped forward with his cell phone in his hand. He held up the screen for me to see. The picture was of him and a young girl. She was holding the phone in front of them and he had his arm wrapped around her shoulders. Her hair was an ashy color of blonde, with thick bangs cut across her forehead. Her blue eyes struck me hard. They were exactly the color of Blizzard’s, blue like a calm ocean.

She was smiling and so was he. They looked so happy, so in love. “She’s my Old lady. We’ve been inseparable since we could walk.” He whipped the phone back into his pocket and his eyes clouded over. “I need her back.”

“Light,” Judge said tightly, almost scolding him for his comment.

“It’s true. You know it,” he said through his clenched teeth. “I’ll lose it if I don’t have her.”

My hand itched to reach out and touch him. I wanted to comfort him and promise to bring her home. But I couldn’t lie. I didn’t know if I was going to bring her back to him, we weren’t even sure she was still alive.

“I swear that I will do whatever I have to,” I told him honestly. His eyes caught mine and the emotion I saw within him was more than I could have ever imagined. That was love. The absolute epitome of love.

“You’re family now. No matter what happens,” Skins said, and for the first time I saw a serious look cross his face.

My heart jumped—I was family. These people didn’t know my past, but they didn’t care. They were taking me for who I was, and I was someone willing to give my all to bring their girl home.

“Oh, and if Blizzard gives you anymore trouble, you just let me know,” Skins added with a smirk.

His personality was infectious and I couldn’t help but grin. “Will do.”

“Sorry boys! I need her back now!” Kat called, sashaying her way into our little group. Judge and Light dipped their heads and Skins grabbed my hand, kissing the top of it and doing a little bow. We both laughed as he waved and headed off over to the bar to talk with Slider.

“Well, isn’t he a charmer,” Kat said, eyeing him as he walked away.

“Knows all the right moves and just what to say,” I agreed.

She seemed lost in her thoughts for a while before she suddenly snapped and turned to me with a massive grin on her face. “Let’s get this going girl. We’ve only got a couple hours before I need to be on that stage myself.”

I jumped up, new strength within me as I watched Light sit at the bar, downing drink after drink.

I would get Lane back.

I was going to do it, come life or death.

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