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I made my way through the crowd, meeting the bouncer at the door that connected the rooms out back. He scowled, glancing behind me. “Mr. Atwood?”

His words barely reached my ears as I lifted the gun, took aim, and fired.

Crack!

The sound echoed. Then came the screams. But I didn’t look behind me, nor did I care. My focus was on the contract in my grip as I pushed through the door and fired, taking out two more guards as they rushed toward me.

The Daughters would run…if they were smart.

My phone was in my hand before I shoved through the rear door to The Command and stepped out. One press of the button and it was answered instantly.

“Guild, it’s time to call in every favor I’m owed. I don’t care who it is. I don’t care how hard you have to push them. I want them all to know that after tonight, they’re either on my side…or in my fucking way. From now on, there are no sidelines.” I strode toward the Audi, my focus on the paper in my hands. “Let them all know there’s three million dollars to the person who brings me Haelstrom Hale alive.”

“Three million?” he muttered. “That’s a lot of fucking money, London. You sure you want to bid that high?”

“Believe me…” I yanked open the driver’s door to the car and climbed in. “That’s just for starters. Call Harper, tell him to send out the calls. I’m on my way to see the Rossis…then I’m going to Wolfe.”

“Whatever you need. Consider it done.”

“Just find my son, Guild. That’s all I want.”

Tires howled in the background. The engine of his car gunned as my best friend drove hard. “Believe me…that’s what we all want.”

I ended the call and stared at the crumpled pages in my hand. “A million fucking dollars? You always were a cheap motherfucker.”

And I was the money man…only now I needed a lot more of it.

I shoved the car into gear, wincing at the hard glare of the sun as it peeked over the horizon. The night was over and still no sign of Colt…that alone made me feel sick.

“I’m coming for you, son,” I muttered as I leaned down on the accelerator. “Just hold on…I’m coming.”

FIVE

Vivienne

“Where the fuck is he!” I gripped my gun with both hands and took aim.

The bleeding piece of shit didn’t answer. Those wide eyes fixed on the muzzle as it bounced from one side of his head to the other.

“I…I don’t fucking know!” he screamed. “I don’t know any fucking Son, or where Hale is!”

I sucked in the dust-filled air, remembering to breathe. Slowly, that rage-filled haze eased, just darkening a little, leaving the biker to look to his buddies for protection. I didn’t need to follow his gaze to know they were all dead…

Stabbed and shot. By Carven’s hand and my own. I glanced at the bloodied strands of someone’s hair hanging from the butt of the weapon in my hand, faintly remembering me driving it down over and over…and over.

We’d come for Hale…but we’d take their vile lives instead.

Leather smeared with blood was all around me. Their screams rang inside my head.

Or was it my own?

I couldn’t tell anymore.

“Tell. Me. Where. He. Is.” My voice was husky and cold. “Or I’ll kill you.”

He shook his head, unleashing a low moan as he pressed his hand against his side. Blood still spilled between his fingers from the bullet in his side. It didn’t matter. He was dead anyway.

Metal on metal squealed from the open doors of the warehouse.

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