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I didn’t know. I didn’t think they would retaliate for what Wade did to those two guys who tried to take Lauren, especially since they were the ones who crossed the line first. I definitely never expected them to trash Black Storm’s headquarters.

If this was really the work of the Devils, then it meant war. And I definitely had no plans of losing.

“Jake,” Randy called my attention. “Look at this.”

He pointed to the bulletin board on the wall. All the pieces of paper that had been on it were now in shreds, but there was one that was intact, one I didn’t remember seeing before.

I approached the board, took the piece of paper off it, and read it, my eyes growing wide.

It was a note that I could only guess had been left by whoever ransacked Billie’s Bar, but what surprised me was that it was addressed to Lauren.

My Sweet Lauren,

You can’t run and hide forever. You may think you’re safe but you’re not. Not from me. I’m coming to get you.

All my love, C.

I frowned and scratched the back of my head. Who on earth was C?

Chapter Sixteen

Lauren

It was Clyde.

The moment I heard Jake say, “my sweet Lauren”, I knew it was him. He was the only one who called me that, usually with a smug grin on his face.

Jackass.

How on earth did he find me? I didn’t know. Then again, I had had a feeling he would, eventually, anyway, that didn’t matter.

What mattered was that I was in danger. Again.

For the past few minutes, I had been standing outside the door to the basement eavesdropping, listening to Jake, Max, and Wade recount what had happened last night. Somehow, while I was having one of the most incredible nights I’d ever experienced, someone broke into Billie’s Bar and turned it upside down. That piece of news itself was worrying, but then Jake mentioned the note, and as soon as he started reading it, my heart stopped.

Now what? Should I tell them the truth? But wouldn’t they hate me for lying to them and pretending that I had amnesia? Wouldn’t they throw me out of the house?

I had another option: to run away without telling the men anything. It’s what I should have done a long time ago. I should never have gotten them involved in this mess, my mess.

It was the right thing to do, and yet, my body just wouldn’t budge, my chest feeling as if it was weighed down by a ton of bricks. Tears brimmed in my eyes.

Was this really the end for me and the three amazing men I’d fallen for?

Now that I was about to lose them, I realized just how much they meant to me. All three of them. In a short time, they had shown me how it felt to be cared for again. I had been alone for so long. I had been with Clyde for longer than I should have. I had forgotten how wonderful it felt to be surrounded by good people, people who really cared. Jake, Max, and Wade reminded me of what happiness felt like. They gave me hope for a better life.

I’m never going to forget them.

“It’s probably someone from the Devils,” I heard Max say, his voice one I was very familiar with by now. “Maybe it’s someone who knew Lauren, maybe her ex even. When I first saw her, she looked like she was running away from someone. Maybe that someone is a Devil.”

“Makes sense,” Wade said. “She may not remember him, but he sure as well hasn’t forgotten her.”

“I’ll talk to Harry,” Jake said. “This has gone way too far.”

“We’ll go with you,” the other two said almost simultaneously.

I felt every muscle in my body tense, not just because the three of them were about to walk out of the basement and see me, but because I could sense their anger toward the Devils, who they believed were behind the whole incident.

But they were wrong. And I couldn’t just let them start a war based on a misunderstanding. I couldn’t let them and all of the Black Storm get into trouble.

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