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I’d gotten to know these people. They’d protected me and cared about my well-being. My daughter and granddaughterwere a part of the club, and the realization that they were in danger made my blood run cold.

As much as I wanted to take Sophie and Belle in my arms and spirit them away, I knew my daughter would never leave her husband.

And that meant one thing.

I would stay and fight too.

Chapter Seventeen

Dagger

Hendrix gestured up to the TV screen in Church and pointed out a section of the picture. “There, see those buildings? That’s where they keep their women and kids.” His finger moved right to the massive house. “Bear’s in there with the other Sinners. The mayor visited, but he’s hunkered down with Monica Barrington on the other side of town.” He clicked his cell phone and the image changed to another house, but smaller. “The address has been sent to you already, Colt.”

“Monica always was an evil cunt,” I muttered, disgust clenching my gut. “She’s all about the money.”

“She won’t be for much longer,” Colt interjected. “Henderson’s accounts are in the process of being frozen. The FBI’s workin’ on gettin’ a search warrant on a shipping container that’s due to leave the Port of Los Angeles in the next couple of days. I’m hoping we’ll have Henderson and Bear Rawlins in custody by then.”

“What time is it all kickin’ off?” Atlas asked.

Colt tapped on his cell. “As soon as we get the warrant. The judge starts taking calls at nine A.M. If everything goes to plan we’ll have it signed off by nine-oh-two.”

“That’s just past eleven A.M. for us,” Cash clarified.

I sat back in my chair and rubbed my beard. “The second Henderson finds out he’s broke, they’ll start to scramble.”

“We’ve got agents watching the container, Prez,” Colt assured me. “It won’t be goin’ anywhere. Hannigan, Shepherd, and two other agents from my department will be on a plane headed here by tomorrow, and a task force will start to surround Mapletree and Hambleton. Anyone trying to flee town will find themselves a problem.”

“Why don’t they just come in and arrest them?” Abe asked.

“They’re still gathering evidence. Barrington sang within minutes of bein’ picked up, but they're still trying to reconcile what he told them with not only the evidence we’ve already gathered, but all the new evidence too. This can’t go wrong, and it’s gotta be done by the book, or they’ll walk away and move to South America to carry on doin’ their sick shit down there.”

My mouth twisted. “Where it’s easier, and the authorities can be bribed.”

“Bingo,” Colt muttered.

“Cool,” Atlas said breezily. “So what do you want us to do?”

“Be prepared,” Colt told us. “Get your plan together, just in case, and I’d advise you all to send the women and kids away. I’m takin’ Freya and Adele to the airport when Church kicks out. I want ‘em outta here.”

Atlas rose from his seat. “The fuck?”

“Cara and Wilder are stayin’ here,” Cash protested.

Bowie tipped his head back.

Breaker sighed.

“Boys,” I murmured. “We need ‘em out the way. We’ve got a war comin’. While the Feds are gettin’ their shit together, we gotta think of our ol’ ladies and kids. It’ll just be for a few days.”

“Kennedy’s house in Vegas is perfect for them,” Kit stated. “She’s got plenty of beds, a pool, a massive room where the kids can play video games and watch TV.” He leaned forward toaddress Cash and Atlas. “Think about it, they’ve got Hustle’s MC on hand to protect ‘em, and if worst comes to the worst, Kitten’s gotta panic room.”

“Why?” Abe asked.

“She used to take pro-bono work helping victims of domestic violence. She worked with charities all over the country, giving free legal advice. One time, one of the victim’s abusers found out where she lived and sent her threatening notes. The pigs got him, but she had the panic room built soon after, which I’m glad of, seeing as she’s never given up the work.”

“Does she still do it now?” Drix asked.

Breaker nodded his reply.

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