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She and Rosalie were no dancers, but that didn’tmean they couldn’t have fun trying. This time, whenever a man tried to getbetween them, they shoved him off. One song led to another, and she didn’t knowwhen the Satan’s Death Riders MC had turned up, but one by one, they began tofilter into the club. Petal watched them.

“Uh, Rosalie, I don’t mean to be a damper on thislittle party, but do you recognize any of them from the club?”

Before Rosalie got a chance to turn around, Petal knewsomething was bad.

“Rosalie, go out back. Go, run, I mean it!” Sheshoved Rosalie away from her, as she saw one of them reach for Kim.

One of them fired a gun and shot one of the clubwomen. She didn’t know her name.

This could not be the Satan’s Death riders MC.

The sound of the gun going off created a panic,and she had a feeling that was what they were hoping for.

Kim was screaming and fighting, but they held ontoher. Petal didn’t think, she just reacted and charged at them. Kneeing one ofthe men in the shin, she moved between them, grabbing one of the stools to hitanother. It was a lot harder than it looked, but it got their attention.

“Let her go!” she yelled.

She was about to hit someone else, when someonegrabbed her from behind and placed a hand against her mouth, cutting off heroxygen. Panic flooded her. This was supposed to be a girls’ night. Maybe girls’night was cursed, because once again, for different reasons, it was ending indisaster.

The world went black.

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Patrice was dead. She’d been a club butt fornearly four years. She never made waves. As far as Dirty could tell, thebrothers liked her, and if there was anyone they would trust with the club, it wasPatrice. She was never interested in long-term. Her loyalty was to the club,because they were also putting her through college, beauty school to be exact.

Everyone had liked her and seeing as she made thebrothers’ lives more comfortable, everyone was more than happy to help pay forher dream. College was not a hard expense to fund, however, her love of beautysupplieshad come at a steep cost.

But now she was gone. Killed by the Evil FuckersMC.

Dirty watched the security footage, not for thefirst time, as it played the bastards entering the bar where Petal, Kim,Rosalie, and several of the women had gone. Skull and Crow were in thehospital. They had been attacked and never saw it coming. Both had gunshotwounds and would recover. Whoever shot them had been a bad shot, although theyhad been aiming for the heart. He couldn’t believe how close they had come tolosing their men.

Warden was not going to allow Kim to go out alone.Not with the threat hanging over their heads. The plan was simple: Crow andSkull would be the lookout until Warden, himself, Colt, and several of the guysmade it to the bar to party with the women.

Dirty had been looking forward to finally havingPetal in his arms. He knew it wasn’t going to be easy. Petal hated makingscenes.

The Evil Fuckers MC had been after Kim. Patricetried to stop them. She fought and got shot in the head.

Dirty hated seeing it, but then he watched asPetal pushed Rosalie out of the way, making her friend run for it while sherushed at the men. Compared to the men she faced, she was so fucking small. Shedidn’t see the attack coming from behind.

They didn’t kill her, because if they had, theywouldn’t have taken her. Dirty watched and felt that burning need in his gut asit began to build. The need to hunt, to kill, to make them pay.

There were no calls. Fritz was doing everything hecould to locate them, but they went out of town. He could only follow so long,and then it would require him to hack other networks.

“Stop, please,” Rosalie said.

“You need to lie down,” Colt said.

“No. Petal was not supposed … I thought she wasfollowing me.” Rosalie shook her head. “I’m so stupid. I should have known, butI didn’t see Kim get taken. I … it all happened so fast. I don’t…” Rosalieburst into tears. “I’m so sorry, I know this is not helping. Stupid hormones,but I can’t help it.”

Warden hadn’t said a word.

Dirty looked toward him and knew they were feelingexactly the same way. Their women had been taken.

“Someone knew,” Warden said. “Someone is workingfor them.”

The whole room went silent.

The movements of their women were neverguaranteed. Kim was always doing different things. He knew it was one of themany reasons Warden adored her, she didn’t just do one thing. She didn’t liketo be confined to a simple life of nine-to-five.

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