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"Thanks for that, Z," I say sincerely. "I needed to hear it."

Zoe flashes me a small, knowing smile. "Anytime, babe."

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Doc

I pull into the gas station, my bike rumbling beneath me.

The night air is cool on my skin as I kill the engine and swing my leg over the side.

As I'm unscrewing the gas cap, a prickling sensation washes over me, like eyes boring into the back of my skull.

I glance up and lock gazes with an older man leaning against a rusty pickup truck, openly staring at me.

His eyes are cold and calculating.

It only takes a second for recognition to click into place.

Even though it's been a couple of weeks, I'll never forget that cruel fucking face.

Tony—Mandy's perverted asshole of a stepdad.

Rage ignites in my gut, spreading through my veins like wildfire.

I slam the nozzle back into the pump and stalk toward him, my hands balling into fists at my sides.

I growl when I reach him. "The fuck you doing here?"

Up close, I can see the threads of silver in his greasy hair, the deep lines etched around his eyes and mouth.

Tony smirks at me, completely unphased by the fury radiating off me in waves. "Well, well. If it isn't the scumbag biker my stepdaughter's been spreading her legs for. Small world, ain't it?"

My fists are clenched, anger simmering under my skin. "What the fuck are you still doing here?" I spit out.

Tony just chuckles, the sound like nails on a chalkboard. "What, Amanda didn't tell you? I moved here."

His eyes glint with sick amusement.

My mind reels with questions.

How would Mandy know that?

Why wouldn't she tell me?

As if reading my thoughts, Tony smirks. "I ran into her at the cafe in your building. So funny to think we're all neighbors now."

White hot rage surges through my veins.

The thought of this predator being anywhere near Mandy makes me see red.

I want to pummel that smug look right off his face.

A sick feeling settles in the pit of my stomach.

I know exactly why Mandy told Tony that was my apartment—she didn't want the bastard knowing where she really lived.

Can't say I blame her, considering the shit he put her through growing up.

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