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The vehicle comes to a brief stop. “Not our fuck to give.”

But it is mine.

And being on familiar property – even if I can’t see anything – brings relief.

And ideas.

I know this campus!

I know it front and back and most of the regular map shit too!

I can make sure the cameras and security and anyone else that might be on campus hears me!

This is good for me.

Really good for me.

Determination begins to drill into my veins only to be cut off my attacker announcing, “Boss did say nothing near Berkley’s office. Didn’t want there to even appear to be any ties between us and him.”

Berkley?!

As in Dean Berkley?!

Why the fuck is he having me kidnapped?!

What the hell am I missing?!

And more importantly, why do I feel like my previous plan for attracting help is now completely pointless?

Chapter 23

Hogan

“Dock”

“Wait,” Kegger commands on a lifted open palm. “Just. Wait. A. Goddamn. Minute.”

All eyes in the room settle on him, while it’s mine he meets.

“You really have an Old Lady?!”

I slowly nod.

Lean my back against the wall.

Internally cringe we gotta do this shit in Church.

“So, that shit you were late for wasn’t just a sport fuck?”

“No,” is growled through gritted teeth.

He struggles not to chuckle while shaking his head. “Did not see that shit coming…”

“She’s a fuckin’ teacher?” Tex pipes up, his own mirth front and center.

“Yeah.”

“And you were her student?” Flames cheekily questions. “She make you stay after class?” Additional laughter leaves him. “Eat A to get an A?”