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not to sigh.

Finally, Block said, “Here we go. Son of a bitch!”

“What?” he clipped out.

Block shook his head. “Wasn’t Wreck that took her. Massive was here. Cold-cocked her from behind.”

“Then dragged her to the woods?” he asked.

“Not dragged. He threw her over his shoulder and carried her... looks like he went to the back gate. But he did toss her phone into the woods, which would explain why Sandy was able to call it and hear it ring.”

Har barely heard the last part because he sprinted to the back gate of the compound. It was a smaller entry gate so vehicles couldn’t go through it. Only brothers on their bikes. The gate stood wide open. As he ran down the road, he saw Massive’s bike. At first he thought it didn’t make sense, and then he realized Massive wouldn’t be able to carry an unconscious woman on the back of his bike. Which meant there must have been a vehicle stashed back here.

Over an hour had passed since Massive took her. They could be anywhere.

He turned around to find Brute and Block at the gate. As he came closer they didn’t move to let him through.

“This is not the time to—” he started.

Brute dipped his chin. “Keep your shit tight, man. Gamble called. They heard someone screaming. There’s a car behind the cookhouse now.”

Har pushed forward, but the two still blocked him.  “I’m goin’ to get her.”

“Not on your own, you’re not.”

“Fine. But let’s fuckin’ go.”

“That’s not all, Prez. Wreck did more to my set-up before he bashed it to hell. He diverted our feeds. I don’t know who’s got access after he got in, and odds are good that was his insurance policy. Brute shooting him is on camera. It’s a helluva bargaining chip for Mass.”

He leaned toward Block. “I don’t fuckin’ care! I’m getting her back before the fucker can touch her any more.”

Minutes later, Har roared out of the forecourt with most of his brothers at his back. Block stayed at the compound to fix the security camera issues, while Roman kept an eye on the prisoners.

THE RIOT BROTHERS PULLED into the parking lot of a strip-mall. Har, Brute, and Cynic dismounted. One of the prospects had been ordered to follow in his Hyundai. Har folded into the passenger seat, while Brute and Cynic got in the back. Har gave the prospect the address where Gamble and Tiny were parked. Multiple bikes rolling down a street garnered attention like nothing else, and they couldn’t waste the element of surprise – assuming they had it at all.

“What are we doing after we get there?” Cynic asked.

Har looked over his shoulder at Brute. He didn’t want to admit that he had no goddamn clue, and Brute read that from their shared look.

Brute looked at Cynic. “You know shit this extreme can’t be planned, brother. Thinkin’ Har’s gonna wing it, am I right?”

Har nodded. “Once I talk to Tiny and Gamble, I’ll have a better idea.”

“Our original plan’s shot to shit isn’t it?” Cynic asked.

He tamped down his initial annoyance at Cynic’s question because it gave him an idea. “I’m not so sure.” He looked at the prospect. “You brought the cuffs, right?”

The prospect nodded. “Yes, sir. And Joules gave me a taser.”

“We’re killin’ this motherfucker,” Brute muttered.

Har’s head tilted. “Yeah, but tasing that asshole might not be a bad idea. Then, maybe the original plan might work.”

They pulled up behind Gamble’s SUV. Har left the Hyundai and slid into the backseat of the SUV. “Any changes?”

Tiny shook his head. “No. Only one room has a light on. It’s on the back side of the house and adjacent to another empty house.”

He nodded. “He been through the front door at all today?”

Gamble nodded. “Watched him go in the front at lunchtime.”

“What about the other houses? There people around?”

Tiny shrugged one shoulder. “One old man poked his head out when we heard the scream. After five seconds, he went back inside.”

Har clenched his fists thinking about Stephanie screaming.

Gamble caught his eyes in the rearview mirror. “What’s the plan, Prez?”

“I’m gonna walk up, nice and quiet. Then knock on the door like a neighbor would.”

Tiny looked over his shoulder at him. “Are you serious?”

“Need to separate him from Steph.”

Gamble’s head tilted. “He might just drag her to the door with him.”

“What would you suggest?”

“Let one of us break in while you distract him,” Tiny suggested.

“Thought about that, but then if he has dragged her to the door, he’ll blow her brains out for sure.”

The back passenger door opened and Brute slid into the SUV. “I did a quick check around the house. With five of us, you go to the front door and four of us can bust in—”

Har looked at him. “And if he brings her to the door with a gun at her head?”

Brute grinned. “I misspoke. Four of us will go in the back door because he left the damn thing unlocked. Just have to be quiet.”

He stared at Brute for a moment. “You are shitting me. He left the damn door unlocked?”

Brute arched a dark brow. “You ain’t the only one who wants to get her back alive, brother.”

Fifteen minutes later, Har stood on a dilapidated front porch and knocked on the door. After a while, a light came on and the door opened five inches because the security chain was in place.

“What?” Massive demanded.

“You have my property. Give her back.”

He scoffed. “You ain’t put a cut on any snatch. So I don’t know what property you’re talking about.”

“Her cut’s on order,” he lied and continued, “So she’s as good as my property. And you know old ladies aren’t part of a beef between brothers.”

“Not your brother, asswipe. Not since you had my brother killed today.”

“Then you have two pieces of my property. My woman and my club’s patch.”

Massive’s eyes narrowed. “You can have your goddamn colors back. I don’t need ’em.”

Har fought grinning when Brute came from behind to press the barrel of his Glock

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