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I know I shouldn’t be provoking him, but this anger I feel right now is uncontrollable. He expects me to be the girl I was before I knew all the secrets and lies. I’m no longer that girl. I have hate in my heart now, and I blame no one but him.

He doesn’t miss a beat and pushes the chair backward. My head bounces off the concrete, and I scream out in pain. He presses his heavy boot on my chest, and it’s making it difficult to breathe.

“I will never lose your mother, but losing you wouldn’t deprive me of any sleep,” he says, pushing his heavy boot down harder.

“Stop,” I cry out, feeling the pain radiating in my head.

He kicks me in the ribs, and I scream as the pain tears through my body. “You want to act like a tough little bitch because you think you’re a Shattered Soul? I’ll show you exactly what the LA Demons think of Shattered Souls members.”

He kicks me again, and I feel a rib crack. I cry in agony, and he laughs like a madman above me.

“Fuck you,” I cry.

The door opens, and I hear several footsteps walk into the room.

“Perfect timing,” Jim says, laughing. “Vic’s ungrateful daughter needs to be taught a little respect.”

“Fists or dicks?” someone asks.

A chill runs through me as my stomach churns. I’m in so much pain, and I’m having a hard time focusing on anything but that. But if given a choice, I’ll take their fists. That’s something I could possibly be able to heal from.

“Shut the fuck up,” someone else hisses. “We have bigger problems right now. No disrespect Prez, but this is becoming a little too personal. When we helped years ago, it was to gain control of the drug deals, but now the only thing we’re doing is bringing attention to the fact we’re still around.”

I hear a gunshot and scream, closing my eyes tight.

“Anyone else have a problem with the way I’m handling things?” Jim asks.

I fight back a sob as I realize Jim just killed someone for speaking out against him. He has no heart at all. Mom and I have been lucky to survive as long as we did.

“Now as I was saying. This one needs to be taught some respect and not with your dicks. Pain is welcome, but remember she is Vic’s daughter, so try not to kill her just yet.”

I close my eyes and hope that if they end up killing me, it’s quick.

Something hits my head, and I black out completely.

19

Finn

We’re so close to Mia. I can feel her. It’s been the longest ride of my life. Once we got in touch with our brothers in California, they did some digging and found out everything we needed to know. They were all as surprised as we were to learn that Jim was the president of LA Demons. They told us they had no idea that the club was even still around. Hux, the Cali president, said they’ve been quiet since Kingsley was killed. He believed after they lost their connection with him, that they just kinda faded. It’s still mind-blowing that no one knew that Jim was the president. He’s definitely a shady motherfucker.

After Hux told us where the LA Demons used to do a lot of their deals, we headed right out. It shouldn’t have come as a surprise that it’s only a few hours from us. That son of a bitch kept a close eye on us all these years.

We are literally minutes from the warehouse now. My knuckles are white from holding so tightly to the handlebars. I don’t give a shit what everyone plans on doing, but I’m going right in. I’ll kill anyone that gets in my way of saving my girl. Jim included.

Brooks, Porter, and the rest of the guys want to take Jim alive and get as much out of him as they can. If they get to his first, they can have him, but if he’s in my way of getting to Mia, I have no problem putting a fucking bullet in his head.

Vic insisted on coming. No one was in favor of it, but she’s one feisty chick. The only way to get her to shut up was to allow it. So now Porter is driving her in the van.

The warehouse comes into sight, and my stomach tightens. I’m beyond ready to get my girl and make sure she is safe.

We don’t even hide our arrival as we pull right up to the door of the warehouse. I jump off my bike and head straight for the door. Before I can grab the handle, someone is pulling me back.

“Finn, hold the fuck on. We need to be smart about this,” Zane says.

I push his hand off me and grab my gun out of my waistband, cocking it back. “I’m being smart,” I say, rushing toward the door.

They are all yelling my name, but I don’t stop. If it was their girls in there, they’d do exactly the same. Nothing is going to stop me from getting to Mia.

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