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I knocked up the kick stand. “She got a name?” I had no idea who the hell Six-Gun was talking about, but I was fucking intrigued.

“Won’t tell me. I asked her twice, but all she did was shake her head.”

“She’s still there?”

“That’s why I fucking called you, brother. She’s here, and she wants to talk to you.”

I glanced over my shoulder toward the club. “I’ll be there in five minutes.” I shoved the phone in my pocket and started up the bike.

Bray was going to have to find someone else to keep her warm tonight.

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