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Chapter 1
Tarek
With my cigarette between my lips, I walk out of our strip club and into the steamy night air. I take another drag and flick the cigarette to the ground before turning and walking down the alley next to the club.
I’m halfway down the alley when I see something that doesn’t belong here. A long leg covered in dirt is stretched out from behind the dumpster.
I walk closer and squat down, touching the exposed ankle before slowly dragging my fingers up the leg. When I look up at their face, I see it’s a female. She isn’t moving. I scoot up and feel for a pulse, and when I get one, I blow out a breath.
“You ain’t dead,” I mumble to myself. I reach up, move the hair away from her face, and discover she’s beautiful. Her full lips are slightly parted, long lashes fluttering against her cheeks. I wonder how she got here. Why she’s here?
I pull my cell out and call the manager on staff in the club. Nick comes out quickly and takes a look at the girl.
“She isn’t one of ours,” he tells me.
“You haven’t seen her?” I ask, looking up at him.
“No,” he shakes his head. Well, shit. If she isn’t one of ours, what the hell is she doing back here?
“I’m takin’ her with me,” I announce as if it’s the best idea I’ve ever had.
“What the hell do you mean you’re taking her?” he asks, a little laugh in his voice.
“It means I’m takin’ her with me. We don’t need the cops around here, Nick.”
“Okay. Yeah, I get that. What are you going to do with her?”
“I don’t know yet,” I tell him as I reach over and slide my arms under her legs and neck. I lift her off the ground, and her head lolls against me. I turn on my heel and head for the truck. Thank fuck I opted to bring the cage tonight instead of my bike, or I would have had to deal with the cops.
“Open the back door for me,” I order Nick the closer we get to the truck. He walks around me and opens the back door before I slide the girl inside. Once she is situated, I close the door and step back, running my hand through my hair.
“Second thoughts?”
“Well, I don’t typically pick up random half-dead girls out of the ally.” I smirk.
“This would be a first, huh?”
“Somethin’ like that. Let me get her back to the clubhouse. You need to get back inside; shit’s pickin’ up. I’ll let you know if I find out anything about her,” I tell him. He nods and walks toward the door as I walk around the truck and climb into the driver’s seat. I start the truck, back out of the alley, and head onto the main road. I wonder what the guys will say when I bring home a half-dead woman.
I grin at the thought and drive toward the clubhouse. In no time, I’m home and pull into the parking lot. I hop out, round the truck, open the back door, and slide the girl out. I toss her over my shoulder and whistle a song as I carry her inside.
No one pays me much attention as I carry the girl through the main room and down the hall to the rooms. I could have taken her to my house, but this seemed a better idea.
I shove my door open and walk toward the bed, where I gently lay her down before checking for a pulse.
“What the hell is this?” Twitch asks. I smile at him over my shoulder as I place her on the bed. Then I pull the handcuffs from the drawer next to the bed and hook one to her wrist and the other to the headboard.
“What’s it look like?” I ask him.
“It looks like a dead girl. What the hell are you doin’ with a dead girl, Tarek?” Now I flash a bigger smile and turn to face him, my hands on my hips.
“She ain’t dead, brother.”
“She looks dead.”
“Yeah, she’s in rough shape,” I admit.
“Then what the hell happened to her?” I glance back over my shoulder at the girl before looking back at my brother.
