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My presence would only complicate things, especially with Python there.

Better to catch her after work, when we can talk privately.

As I settle in to wait, my phone buzzes with a text from an unknown number:

Ask your new girl about Cady Warlow.

I stare at the message, not sure what the fuck it even means.

Who the fuck is Cady Warlow?

And who's sending me cryptic texts?

I open my browser and search the name, expecting nothing.

Instead, I'm met with dozens of news articles from a few years back—headlines that make my blood run cold.

"Warlow Family Crimes Shock Montana Community"

"Daughter's Testimony Sends Father to Prison for Child Pornography Ring"

"Cady Warlow in Protective Custody After Death Threats from Family"

I click on the first article, skimming through the horrific details.

Arthur Warlow, a prominent ‘businessman’ in a small Montana town, was arrested for producing and distributing child pornography.

His daughter, Cady, found evidence and turned him in, testifying against him, which landed his trip to prison.

The memory hits me suddenly—hearing the prospects in Montana discussing the case a few years back.

It was big news, the kind of thing that even we take a hard stance against.

Children are off-limits. You don’t fuck with women, and you don’t fuck with kids.

I look back at the café, at Kelsey serving customers with a forced smile, and wonder if I'm looking at Cady Warlow.

The timing fits. The location fits. The fear in her eyes whenever she mentions family fits.

Could this be what she's running from?

Not just a controlling father, but a monster?

Brothers who want her dead for exposing family secrets?

As her shift ends and she steps out of the café, I remain hidden, watching her pull her jacket tighter around herself and start down the street toward her apartment.

The weight of what I've learned settles heavily on my shoulders.

Everyone's got secrets.

The question is, are hers the kind that put the club at risk?

Or is she running from something my own father would've protected her from?

Either way, I need answers. And this time, I'm not letting her evade telling me the truth.

CHAPTERNINE

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