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I do anything to stop her, to help myself, to escape so I can tell Trent I love him.

Erin wrestles against me.

Muscles flex, bodies collide.

Neither of us is willing to give up.

Her unbroken hand tries to grab at my bicep, but I never stop pounding her with my tied fists.

I only stop when her blood seeps onto my fingers.

It comes from her face, escaping in slow drips.

She’s not dead, but I knocked her out.

Now I just need to get out of this house.

Using the knife she dropped when I charged her, I cut the rope around my ankles first, then put it between my legs for leverage and jimmy at the binds around my hands.

When they are loose enough, I break free and rub at my red wrists.

Then I run.

I take the stairs two at a time and am almost out the front door when I hear the click of a gun cocking.

“Not so fast.”

I turn.

Brad is here.

Chapter

Fifty

TRENT

I waste no time getting to Erin’s house.

As soon as Jax gave me the address, I was in my car on the phone with the police.

They weren’t as eager to help me, seeing as I had no way to tell them whether she was in the house or not.

That’s when I called Lorenzo.

I don’t know what I’m walking into, so I need to be prepared, and having an army of men is the best way to do that.

The drive feels like it takes forever. But Jax fires off directions through the car speakers as I race to get there.

Throwing the car in park, I hang up and head toward the house.

I’m supposed to wait for my backup.

But if Payton is in there, she might not have enough time.

Then I hear her, and I know I don’t have the time to wait.

I bust open the door and charge.

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