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Made me want to break every bone in his fucking hand.

I tighten my grip on the handlebars.

Focus, asshole.

The sedan cuts between two cars, earning a chorus of horns.

I crank the throttle and activate my helmet comms.

"Grim."

"Yeah?"

"Got a problem."

"Talk."

Grim's our prez. The man who gave me a place in the Damned Sinners MC when I had nowhere else to go. And right now, I'm about to tell him I fucked up my first assignment of the day.

"Two assholes grabbed the woman. I'm on their tail."

"Fuck. Where?"

"North out of Roseburn Falls. Black sedan. Sending the plate."

"She hurt?"

"Don't know."

Hate those two fucking words.

"Stay on them. I'll get the brothers moving."

"Send Ash. Tell him to bring his truck. He knows these roads."

"Done."

The connection cuts.

I lean into the next turn.

I'd spotted movement behind the blinds when I approached Kierra's building. Figured she was watching me.

By the time I reached the entrance, she'd vanished.

Found the rear exit, caught sight of her disappearing around the alley, and heard her scream.

Too fucking late.

People take one look at me and usually decide to cross the street. Big bastard, tattoos, leather cut. Not exactly the welcoming committee.

But having a woman run from me straight into a pair of kidnappers?

That's some next-level bullshit.

"Vex, you copy?"

Ash's voice crackles through my comms.