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I shook my head, confused as fuck as to why this wasn’t being used to our benefit.

“Why didn’t you just tell Simon to do this to begin with?”

Hamish grabbed for a new cigarette and popped it in his mouth.

“Dirk did this to get Simon’s attention. There’s a reason he wanted Callie here. I highly doubt he’s going to hurt her, but it all depends on what he wants from our club. He’s going to barter, but regardless of what they agree on, I want her safe and out of their hands. So go see if you can get our girl while they talk politics.”

I didn’t wait to be told a second time. I walked the perimeter, keeping my face down and my eyes alert. The cover of darkness helped, especially when I saw a few scouts walking the boundary, smoking. I ducked and waited for them to pass before slowly making my way down the length of the fence. When I approached the electrical grid, I paused, because the setup really did look like it was going to prevent me from entering. There was a camera system, and even an electric fence, from the looks and sounds of it.

On cautious feet, I did as Hamish explained and bypassed the keypad, squeezing through the side fence. I kept going until I came upon the set of stairs he’d mentioned. There I found a rusty steel door at the bottom. Giving one last look around, I knocked four times.

Within seconds, someone was opening the heavy door with a bit of a struggle, as if it took effort to pull on it. My nerves jumped as my fingers itched to grab the gun tucked into the back of my jeans, but I trusted Hamish. He said someone on this side would be trustworthy.

Finally, the door was open, and an old timer poked his head out, slurring his speech. “What the hell you doin’ here?”

Fuck. He wasn’t supposed to be the one who answered.

I was about to come up with a lie when all the sudden I heard another voice, gaining the old man’s attention. Then a person my age replaced the old timer with a set of furrowed brows.

“The fuck are you?”

He had dark hair, almost black, and it fell over his forehead, nearly cutting into his pale blue eyes.

“Hamish sent me,” I said in a rush, my fingers loose at my sides. I watched his body language, seeing that he didn’t seem tense or like he was wired. As soon as I said the elder member’s name, his face relaxed and he moved to the side.

I walked in, keeping watch of where I placed my back.

The door shut behind me, and it took a second to adjust my eyes to the room. It was dim with a single flood light lit up from above.

“Monty, keep up your post, this one is with me.” The younger guy nodded in the old timer’s direction. He’d reclaimed his seat at a table, nearly falling from his chair. He must be the guard in some capacity, but he was completely trashed, and he looked like he was seconds from falling over.

The guy my age led me away from the storage room and toward a narrow hallway.

“If Hamish sent you, then you must be here for her.”

Exhilaration lit up my chest like a fucking Christmas tree. I resisted the urge to grab him so I could shake the information out of him.

Instead, I barely gave a silent nod.

He walked past another storage room, this one with wooden boxes. The kid glanced over his shoulder and said, “I’m Silas.”

“Wes,” I replied, following him further into the clubhouse. I gathered that this was part of the basement.

“Look, I can take you to her, but you’ll have to figure out how to get out of here on your own. They had her up there for a while, just for pictures and shit, but then they moved her down here. I know Simon is trying to negotiate terms, but I have a feeling it’s going to take a while.”

I was already about to lose it just from the idea of her being here, and what the fuck did he mean by pictures?Fuck.

“And what exactly have you been doing with her since she was brought down?”

We slowed at a small set of stairs leading to another landing just off the hallway. Silas turned and met my gaze.

“I have my own fuckin’ demons that come out to play, and it’s for that reason I’d never touch her. She’s been kept safe, but I can’t promise how long that will last. Dirk wants something from Simon, something big, and none of us know what it is. We just know that kidnapping his daughter is the boldest move he’s ever made against your club and without the leverage would have caused an all-out war.”

My eyes kept flicking to the door behind Silas, and while I appreciated what he was saying, there was a fire roaring in my veins to get her and get the fuck out of here.

“If Dirk realizes you’ve taken his leverage, that war might just happen anyway. If it does, I hope you remember me. I’m not your enemy, and seeing as you’re new to the Stone Riders, I hope you’ll consider yourself someone I can count on if the time ever comes.”

I studied him, curious how he knew, but he only laughed and pulled keys from his pocket, unlocking the door.

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