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“Where you at?”

I glance at my brothers. They’ve stopped talking and are focused on me, concern etched in their faces. “On the porch of the safe house with Bonez, Blimp, and White Boy.”

“Alright, we’re gonna need privacy,” Prez explains.

Fuuuck.

“That bad?”

“Yep.”

Great.

Just great.

Leaving my brothers to fend for themselves, I don’t bother explaining shit as I jog down the porch steps and find a quiet spot along the side of the house between two overgrown bushes. Kade’s shadow passes in the distance. Once he’s made it down the way, I lean against the worn wood siding. “Okay… we’re good.”

Big clears his throat in his I’m-pissed-off-ready-to-commit-murder way. I know it well. “Remy sent a crew to kidnap our women who don’t live on the compound. We don’t know where they are, but we know he has ‘em. A text was sent from a burner phone about an hour ago with pictures.” A slew of grumbled curse words follow his announcement.

For the sake of the club, I remain calm. That’s how I roll when I’m not fucked up on fucking emotions. This is business. We ain’t got time for sentiments clouding our judgment. “What kinda pictures?” I discard the empty sucker stick and replace it with a fresh blueberry one.

“The works—rape, naked, bound.”

Fuck.

“Who?”

“Jade, Loretta, Niki—”

“Goddammit,” I cut in.

“Beth, some other club whore I don’t remember, and…” he trails off.

“And who?”

Don’t you say it. Don’t you fuckin’ say it.

“You gotta promise you won’t—”

“And who, Big?” I growl. “They already got Niki and Beth. Tell. Me. Who.”

“Kit.”

“No.” My stomach bottoms out.

“Yes.”

“No!” My heart seizes.

“Listen, you can’t do what you wanna do. We gotta go a—”

Chucking my phone to the ground, I rip off my cut and throw it on the bush. Blood rushes through my ears. Sweat beads on my brow. Every muscle contracts at once.

They took Kit!

Her.

The one.

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