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“I can do this over and over. Although I don’t know how long you’re gonna last. You don’t wanna call her? Fine. I have a pretty little redhead waitin’ at the clubhouse for her. You remember her, right?” Anger and worry surge inside me at the same time.I try to hold my head up, but it lolls to the side. I’m losing too much blood. I can’t see straight. Then I see him. Remy.

“Remy! Get this motherfucker!” I roar as Spike takes off running. Remy looks torn as to where to go but ultimately runs toward me. The room has gone fuzzy again as I try to focus on anything, on him.

“You okay, Locke?” he asks me. He isn’t going after that motherfucker. What the hell is wrong with him? He has to go after him.

“Kiki,” I whisper her name, trying to form some sort of coherent words to warn him. If Sara is in with Spike, then Kiki is in danger back at the clubhouse. I try to tell him. I try to make my mouth form words but as he stands me to my feet, the word turns to haze. I can’t see straight. I can’t hold my head upright.

“I’m takin’ you back to your girl, Locke. Don’t fuckin’ worry. She’ll be waitin’ on you, brother.” No, she needs to be protected. They need to leave me here! They need to go after Spike.

“Spike. Go after Spike.”

“Fuck him. We’ll get him later. We need to get you home and let the Doc take care of you.”

“Kiki,” I whisper once more as the world slowly spins out of control.

“She’s okay, brother. She needs you. So fuckin’ stay with me.”

Chapter 15

Kiki

I pace the bedroom as we wait for news. Any news. I can’t think straight. I can’t function. What if they’re hurt? What if it’s worse? What if the guys don’t find them in time?

“You’re worrying too much,” Tina tells me.

“There’s so many things I want to say to them. What if they don’t make it back, Tina?”

“You can’t think that way. You have to be positive.” Just as she says that the door bursts open, and Duke comes rushing in.

“They got them. They’re on the way back here. I need to get shit set up. The Doc is here,” he tells me. If the Doc is here, it can’t be good, can it? They have to be hurt.

“Are they okay?”

“I don’t know. Come out here and wait on your man,” he says with a smile. I nod my head as Tina wraps her arm around me and leads me out of the room and into the main room. I look around as some of the guys are getting shit together. They grab alcohol and towels, and I see the doc walking toward one of the empty rooms. My stomach churns.

“They didn’t say how bad it was?” I ask, looking at Duke.

“No, sweetheart. Just that they weren’t lookin’ good.” My stomach sinks as my heart beats harder against my chest. I’m scared. I’m scared shitless that something bad has happened to them. What if it’s worse than what they are saying?

“Listen to me, Kiki. When they get here, I need you to be strong, yeah? You can’t let on you’re scared. They need you to be strong for them,” Duke tells me. I nod my head.

The MC life isn’t for everyone. Hell, even being who I am, I debated this life. It isn’t sunshine and flowers, although we have good times. When they’re bad, they are ugly bad. And this is one of them times. My heart sits heavily in my chest as I think about this mess. It’s my fault. If I hadn’t come back here, maybe this wouldn’t have happened. Maybe if I didn’t come things would have been different. I can’t help but blame myself for this.

Duke’s phone rings and my eyes immediately jerk to his. He says a few things into the phone before hanging up.

“They’ll be here soon,” he says. I nod.

“I’ll be outside,” I tell him. He nods as I walk to the door and pace outside the front of the clubhouse. I can’t believe this is happening. I can’t believe they are hurt because of me. This is too much to handle.

I turn to face the driveway when I come face to face with a gun and a red-headed woman at the other end of it.

“Don’t fucking scream,” she warns, keeping calm as I look at her. Who the hell is she? What does she want?

“Who the hell are you?”

“Do you think your man made it? I heard Spike really did a number on him.” She licks her lips. Who the hell is this woman?

“Who are you? What do you know?”

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