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“Calling me a liar in my bar is a huge mistake. There were so many people that day; she could have been from anywhere. The call went out, and individuals responded. That bitch isn’t from around here, and I ain’t got a clue who she is. Wish you luck finding her, but don’t insult me in my fuckin’ bar.” Magic growled.

“Our apologies. Seeing Alexis on TV was a shock. Now we are desperate to find her and ensure her safety. We are very concerned about Alexis and what she may have suffered these past eleven years. But thank you for your time. We’ll contact the local police departments and see if they can help. After all, that’s what law enforcement is for,” Fifth Minister said.

“You do that, and tell them you’ve spoken to Magic, and I don’t know her. But I’ll put up a missing poster if needed,” Magic growled out.

“If you have other copies, I’ll take some for my brothers,” Chance suggested.

I wondered what Chance was doing. My brain wouldn’t kick into gear, and I was just in pure shock.

“That’s mighty kind of you,” Fifth Minister replied.

There was rustling, footsteps echoed, and the door opened and closed. I went to move, and Magic’s legs locked me in place.

“Wait till I say so, Alice,” Magic whispered.

“Need help?” Chance offered quietly.

“Can protect my own,” Magic retorted.

“Dude, you got over eight MCs that will ride for you. Call in allies and get eyes on those assholes. Alice, honey, they are still in the car park and watching the bar. They are expecting us to produce you. Stay hidden, sweetness,” Chance murmured.

“Alice, hold on, baby girl. We’ll move you as soon as it’s secure,” Magic whispered.

I reached out and clutched his jeans, and he bent his leg towards me to show I was safe. I didn’t care. Tears were forming in my eyes and were sliding down my face. A panic attack was close. Eleven years I’d hidden, and because of some dumbass reporter, they’d found me.

Luckily, I kept myself to myself, but my neighbours would recognise me. I had to leave Rapid City and start again. That decade of saving money would come in handy. My bank balance was pretty freaking healthy.

“Chance, in my office is a black box in my top drawer. Can you bring it to me?” Magic asked.

Chance’s boots stomped away and returned minutes later.

“That what I think it is?” Chance sought as Magic placed the box on our side of the bar and opened it.

“Yeah,” Magic revealed and activated it. “Try dialling out.”

“No signal,” Chance replied.

Bear and Diesel must have checked their phones, because they both said the same.

“Those fuckers have dropped a bug somewhere because there is no reason to be hanging around,” Magic stated.

My hand tightened on his leg.

“Baby girl, it’s okay. I’m jamming them. Just hang in for a few moments, and then we’ll get you upstairs.”

“Okay,” I mumbled through numb lips. I didn’t want to leave here. This tiny, cramped hole was keeping me safe.

“Now, fuck off,” Diesel muttered.

I hope Diesel wasn’t aiming that at me. Footsteps pounded, and Magic stepped back. Before he could bend, Diesel had crouched by my hidey-hole.

“Come out, honey, they’ve gone,” Diesel coaxed. Magic growled behind him. I couldn’t move as fear soaked my bones.

“Diesel, fuckin’ move. Alice won’t respond to you, only to me. Bear, watch the window, see if they have gone, and we’ll move,” Magic said, crouching near me. He held out a hand, and I latched straight on to it. Magic didn’t wince, and I clung to him tightly.

Diesel backed off and allowed Magic to crowd me.

“No sign of them,” Bear called.

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