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Part of me feels that the allegations are false. Why would a mafia boss as powerful as Enzo keep a sex slave when he can have any girl he wants? Enzo's and his wife divorced a decade ago. The wife took full custody of their then thirteen-year-old daughter and eight-year-old son, or that’s the rumor.
"The girl is about the age of Enzo's daughter. Enzo could simply be keeping her in his house and treating her like his daughter. A father-daughter relationship is strong, it could lead to a man taking in a random girl who resembles his daughter and treating her as his own. No, this does not make any sense. His face was on her breasts and hands on her thighs at the casino. Why am I trying to justify the matter when I have all the facts?"
Pacing in my room isn't helping. My head is spinning at the thought of Enzo sexually abusing the girl. My temper throbs every time I think what he could be doing to her. I feel like rushing to that mansion and beating the shit out of him.
I storm out of my room and go out for a ride before I lose my mind. Going to the place Hawk, Knuckles, and Crow took me when we first met always calms my mind.
Images of my sister, naked and crumpled in the closet, dead. I couldn't do anything about her death but I have a chance to save a girl I don't know at all. If she ended up like my sister, I would never forgive myself. However, I also know I could get myself killed if I tried anything and I am not sure she is his slave.
"The only evidence I have is seeing her restless twice. You are not stupid, Outlaw. You know something is happening to her. Maybe she’s not to the point yet, but she’s going to find herself in a mess or worse—dead. Fuck!" I get back on my bike and ride back to the club house.
"Finally, there you are. I have been looking everywhere for you," Hawk says as I park.
"What's up?" I hurry inside the clubhouse and he follows.
"Some man from the State of Tennessee wants to talk to you.”
"Why me?" I ask, standing by the staircase.
"Well, it's not just you. It's every MC president in Tennessee. He said he wants every motorcycle club to attend a campaign for road accident awareness, especially for bikers."
"Okay. I don't see why we shouldn't attend the campaign, but I can't make it to the meeting. You'll have to represent me."
"You don't even know the date of the meeting. Do you hate meetings?"
"No, Hawk. I don't hate them. I just have something I am taking care of at the moment."
"Okay, but the meeting will only last about a half hour,” he protests.
"Great. You won't be there for long then. Make sure to note down every detail."
I run up the staircase before Hawk can object.
* * *
Hawk
"What's up with him?" Jim asks the minute Outlaw is out of sight.
"You tell me. You basically share the same roof."
"I am as clueless as you are, Hawk. Beer?"
"Thought you'd never ask."
* * *
Outlaw
The vague details I find on the Internet about the girl believed to be Enzo's sex slave say that she is an orphan. The girl, Everleigh, was orphaned about a year and a half ago. She has no siblings and was in college somewhere in Tennessee. There are, however, no pictures of her graduation, so she must have not graduated. She is also not related to Enzo whether as family, family friends, father's or mother's colleagues, or boss.
How long have you been with Enzo?I can't help but wonder as I stare at her picture.
The club house is half full when I go back downstairs. Jim is alone at the counter and that was what I was hoping for.
"What are you up to? You've been restless the last couple of days," Jim says as I sit opposite him.
"I need a suit and a place to change and also a place I might bring a girl tonight."
