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My arms wrapped around her.

“Okay, you two have had enough of your lovers’ goodbye. It’s time to move it along,” Daniel quipped as he snatched her from my arm.

My right arm was still aimed at Morgan, and he still held the gun on me. September walked toward the door with Daniel.

“Don’t you want to tell your daddy goodbye, September?” I asked.

She turned back and looked at her daddy. At the last second, she turned back to Morgan.

“Daddy, please.” She cried as she walked in his direction. I grabbed her arm and pulled her against me. I winked at Morgan, and my arm shifted slightly. Those movements were enough to make him panic. He shot at me at the same time that I grabbed September around the waist and dove sideways. I fired off twoshots in his upper body at the same time he shot his gun. I heard a thud behind me.

Christopher Morgan lay on the floor with his eyes wide open and stared sightlessly up at the ceiling. I looked over my shoulder and saw Daniel Usher lying half in the room and half out. His head was turned sideways, and he stared at the wall.

Doors kicked in at the front and the rear of the house, and I heard my men run inside as they shouted my name.

I turned my gaze to September, who lay in my arms. I suspected she was in shock, and she stared in disbelief at her daddy on the floor.

“Ember, I’m sorry.”

She sobbed softly and shook her head. I kissed the top of it.

“Hey, you’re going to be okay.” I soothed her as I stood from the floor and pulled her up along with me.

I took her chin, tilted her head up, and forced her to look away from her father and at me.

“I know,” she responded softly.

“I’m sorry. I had no choice,” I murmured.

September threw her arms around me and pressed her face into my chest.

“I can’t believe he was going to force me to go with Daniel,” she mumbled.

“Your daddy and men like him don’t mean anyone any good. They don’t respect women, September. And while it’s easy to say that I don’t either because of what goes on in the MC, women have a choice about what position they want to play in the men’s lives in the MC. No one is forced to do anything, and everyone has the freedom to walk away whenever they want.”

“I know.” She sobbed.

I held her close as my men crowded into the room to check what was going on.

“Sunny,” I called.

“Yeah, Prez?”

“I need a cleanup crew in this muthafucka.”

“Already on it. And Keeper is on standby too.”

I nodded.

“We need some evidence. Where does your father keep his files?” I asked September.

I hated to bug her with this shit right now, but we didn’t have a lot of time to make some crucial moves to cover our tracks. The police would be involved in an investigation like this. Two high-powered men in the community involved in something with the MC wouldn’t look favorable on our part, especially when they were dead.

“That depends on what you’re looking for,” she muttered.

September pulled back from me and wiped her eyes. I could tell that she was destroyed, and I hated that this happened to her, but it was inevitable. If she married Daniel, shit would have been a lot worse.

“Anything related to business conducted between Daniel and him.”

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