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They all looked at Prince, who said, “I already know. He called on his way to the ranch. He’s got to coordinate with the others on who is going first and all that. I hate it, but it’s his job.”

“I don’t think Ruben and Dallas are going to feel that way,” Mal said.

Sel could see tears in Prince’s eyes. “Maybe they’ll catch him before Dex has to go.”

“Maybe that killer guy isn’t even here,” Binx said in a chipper voice. “I mean, would you come here with all these mean guys around?”

“He thinks this place is his,” Prince explained. “He got cheated out of a father, out of a mother, too, for that matter, and who was his first kill? His real mom. Now all of us are here, making this place a home, and he’s likely really pissed.”

Sel nodded in silent agreement, as did the others.

“Well, at least we have these trackers,” Mal said. “If we step one foot off of where we’re supposed to be, it’ll be seen.”

“Mal, you?” Prince said, his lip quivering.

“I’m in a club. I wasn’t brought here to hang out, as much as I love hanging with you guys. I’m here to work. Dante’s done a lot for the clubs. He brought us together and keeps pushing for us to connect with other clubs. It makes us all stronger.”

Mal was smaller than Sel by a lot. Sel felt like some soft rich kid that has to constantly be looked after by the big, strong men around him. “Don’t let anything happen to you,” he warned Mal. “Or you’ll have this mobster after your ass.”

“I believe it,” he said, patting Sel’s hand.

Kirk came into the kitchen, sniffing around the stove. “What’s cookin’?”

“You’ll see soon enough,” Binx teased.

“Dang. Okay.” He turned to see Sel staring daggers at him. “Um…did I do something?”

Mal saw Sel’s face before he blanked his look. “Oh. They just found out I’m volunteering.”

“Not my idea,” he growled. “But I’ve fought this one about that shit before. He’s small but fierce, as they say.”

Sel turned to Mal and pleaded, “You have to be careful.”

“I’m not going to skip around the forest unaware of my surroundings!”

Kirk didn’t find him funny. “Mal, listen to him. Don’t let your guard down for a second.”

“I’m going to go with the watchers. I know my uncle will have a fit, but I’ll still be surrounded.”

His arm was grabbed and he was pulled off the stool at the same time he was spun around. Once he was facing the other way, he was shocked to see it was Indio that had grabbed him. “You’re staying here!”

Sel blinked a few seconds, then his temper came roaring out, and he wrenched hard from Indio’s grip. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

Indio let go of him, and his pretty eyes narrowed hard. “We are not there to babysit you. Stay here so it’s the volunteers they’re watching and not you.”

He stormed out of the room and Sel was about to follow when Kirk grabbed him. “I would let him go, if I were you.”

Sel turned on him next. “You’re not me!”

Sel broke away from Kirk and followed Indio to the basement. He slammed the door into the wall and ran down the stairs to find Indio sitting on a cot, leaning on his legs and his head came up slowly, his eyes cutting into Sel immediately. “Who the fuck do you think you are?”

“Go the fuck away, boy.”

Chapter Fourteen

Binx saw his opportunity and said to Kirk, “Maybe leave them be. Indio’s not going to hurt him, knowing who he is, right?”

Mal stared hard at Binx and Binx stared back, hoping to convey his intentions. Finally, Mal got it. “Yeah, Kirk, Indio’s not stupid.”

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