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“Don’t worry, this is going to work,” I insist. “And when it does, you are going to be free to live your life your way again.”

Molly gnaws on her bottom lip as she ponders the word ‘free’. She’s got a look on her face that says she never expected to be able to walk free and live her life the way she wanted. I can see she hoped for it. Desperately hoped for it. But now that we’re on the cusp of it happening, she’s scared.

I get it. I know guys who’ve been locked up in the joint for a long time who are suddenly released… they don’t know if they can trust it. Or trust the person in front of them. I see a wide range of emotions scrolling across Molly’s face right now and she looks up at me, her eyes wide.

“Free,” she whispers. “What am I going to do then?”

I take her hand and give it a gentle squeeze, holding her gaze firmly. “Whatever the fuck you want to do,” I tell her. “And just to help get you acclimated to your freedom, I’ve got a few things planned.”

She cocks her head. “You do, do you?”

I nod. “I sure do.”

“Like what?”

“Guess you’ll have to wait and see,” I tell her.

She laughs. “So mysterious.”

“That’s me,” I reply. “Just remember. Stay in here and stay low.”

“Low?”

I nod. “Just a precaution. I’m sure I’m just being overly careful,” I say. “But that’s why they call me Hawk. I always keep my eyes out.”

She laughs. “You are a very strange man,” she states. “But trust me, I mean that in the best way possible.”

“Don’t worry, I would have only been offended if you’d called me normal.”

“I will never make that mistake. Believe me,” she replies.

I take a deep breath and let it out. “All right. Do you trust me?”

I don’t even need to ask. I know she does. But before we begin, I need to know. I need to hear her say it.

“With my life,” she whispers.

I give her a slow nod. Here is the moment that could make or break both of us. Here is the moment she could escape—or that we could both die.

Her life is in my hands and I’m not about to take that lightly.

“Are you ready?”

She hesitates for just a moment and then nods. “I am.”

“Good.”

I slip my phone out of my pocket, press the button and hold the phone to my ear. The call is picked up before the first ring even has time to finish. I look over at Molly and give her a smile and a wink.

“It’s showtime,” I say into the phone.

Disconnecting the call, I slide my phone back into my pocket then turn to her, my expression sober.

“Get ready to go,” I tell her. “And remember to stay low.”

She nods. “Got it.”

I walk out of the kitchen and go stand in the main room. The guys are all still slumped in their chairs or lying with their heads down on the tables. The ones who are awake are all glazed over, staring at some dumb cartoon on the TV, all of them still feeling the side effects and sluggishness of the Lorazepam. I’d made sure to get Hogwild out of the clubhouse before triggering the next part of my plan. He seems decent and the last thing I’d want is for him to get hurt accidentally. Plus, he’s the smartest one in the entire MC and I feared he’d see right through it and sound the alarm. It’s better that he isn’t here for this.

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