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Bane grunts. “Figures.”

The girls still file out and I can see Star assessing every single one. I know she wants to run over and grab every girl, check to see if she’s Tilly, but she waits for my instruction. She knows she has to behave like an obedient ol’ lady when she’s in public with these men, and she plays the part well. Only I know different.

I turn and give her a chin lift. “Check the girls over.”

She nods once, then strides to where the girls are being lined up. Bane brought several smaller trucks and vehicles to get the girls to safety, but as they keep filing out, I can’t believe he has this many women and where the fuck did they all come from?

I watch Star, giving every single girl a check over as she says something quietly to them. A few let her, a few still struggle and one or two are completely subdued, like they’ve given up. My throat feels dry as I watch the commotion. These women have no idea they’re safe, and neither does Jefferson. There’s at least thirty of them, and from the way Star moves down the line, I can tell she’s frantic, but so far… no Tilly.

Jefferson’s other guard hands over a bag and Bane snatches it. “Pleasure doin’ business.”

Jefferson grins. “Let me know when you want more. New cargo comin’ every month. Like I say, I’d send the Carusos a bottle of wine if any of them were still alive. Business is boomin’.”

“Glad to hear it.” Bane motions for Shadow and Viking, and they signal Hawk, Tag and Harlem over toward the girls. We need to start getting them away, and fast.

If the cops arrive, we’re all fuckin’ implicated.

Star gets to the end of the line and turns to look straight at me. She shakes her head once. I see the sorrow in her eyes, but all isn’t lost. We’ve come this far…

Jefferson holds his hand out and Bane shakes it, his jaw tight as he forces a smile. I have no doubt that Jefferson is gonna take his last breath tonight, and when that goes down, this city is going to go up in flames. Bane’s next move will be taking out the Skeletons and their turf, and when that happens, we wanna be the hell outta dodge.

I move toward Star. “Start gettin’ ‘em in the vehicles,” I say. “Now, baby.”

She nods, turning back to help the girls as the guys do the same. I can only imagine what they’re thinking, seeing all these big bikers standing around them.

Of course, the asshole wants to stand around and chat. He’s clearly not in any hurry and has the usual businessman mouthpiece. He just likes the sound of his own voice. Which is good for us, I guess, because it means that Bane might get his wish to slice this guy quicker than we imagined. He has no fucking idea that his days are numbered. He doesn’t even have days; more like minutes.

I know Bane wants us to move fast for obvious reasons, and this is going to be a bloodbath. One a long time in the making.

I take a breath, knowing that Star must be feeling a little dejected right now. I know we have a ton of other women here that will never know what it really means to be a slave, and for that it’s gotta be worth it. I just wish for her we would’ve gotten lucky. I guess this really does mean that we have a lot more work to do.

“Get ‘em into the trucks, fast,” Hornet mutters as the boys work quickly. Harlem and Tag taking the feistier women whom, if they weren’t secured by restraints, I’d have no doubt would claw their eyes out.

“Jesus Christ.” Tag runs a hand over his face. Harlem mutters something under his breath, and as a father of a teenage girl, I can only imagine what’s going through his head right now.

“Assumin’ you got a medic on hand?” I ask Hornet on the sly.

He nods. “One of the girls from the club is a doc. She’s ready and waitin’ at the clubhouse in Ridgehaven; that’s where we’re headed after this.”

After this being the massacre that’s about to go down. Holy shit.

The trucks have to get out of here safely, and unbeknown to Jefferson and his henchmen, Bane has the manpower. At least fifty men and counting surround the facility, but I’ll be betting he didn’t bring snipers like we did. Is he that cocky to think this is just a cut and dry deal? More fool him. I crack my neck, the adrenaline pumping. I was there the night when Cash killed the Caruso underboss, and later the entire Caruso mafia, with the help of our allies; the Irish mafia and Big Papa — the new ruler of the underworld.

But this — this is taking down the most ruthless man in Mississippi and not giving a shit about the consequences. This is sending a message that the Ridgehaven Hellions MC are not here to play. They are the kings and rule this city.

We load the girls into the waiting vehicles and it’s then that all hell breaks loose…

I duck for cover, bringing Star with me, covering her with my body as I draw my gun at the same time. “Fuck,” I mutter.

“Let me up!”

“No,” I bark. “Stay down, we were supposed to be long gone before this went down.”

“Plans changed,” Hornet grunts next to me, pulling his gun. “Get her into the car and get the fuck outta here.”

“Now!” Bane yells from behind me, gun in his hand.

Tag climbs into the passenger seat and I’m out of time to really tell Star what I need to. If she really knows how I feel about her.

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