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“Rogue.” Oz growled. “Take your seat.”

Rogue smiled, waiting on Nash to take a swing. For all his control, he felt it wavering. He was on the edge. Nash felt a hand on his shoulder, pulling him back, and Trey stepped between them, facing Rogue.

“Should I remind you of your wife’s involvement, which came with documented proof and a direct threat to the Underground?”

Rogue twisted his lips. “Fuck you, Trey. That ain’t the same.”

“No, it isn’t,” Oz said. “Quinn was well aware of every aspect of her involvement. Something she concealed for quite some time. We made concessions for her.” Oz looked over at Nash. “I’ll consider making them for Charley. Where is she?”

Thank, fuck!

“I have Caine and Ridge picking her up now. The dealer Zeke thinks she has his missing product, which was mostly likely lifted when the officers went to her house the night of the incident. I can say with a hundred percent certainty she’s not in possession. I’d bet my life on it, Oz.”

He slowly nodded.

When his phone rang, Nash didn’t look for permission or even hesitate to answer.

“You have her?”

There was a small pause before Ridge responded. “She’s not here, sir.”

His stomach dropped. “Are you sure you’re at the correct address?”

Ridge repeated the address. It was the same as the one Charley gave him. Maybe in her panic she’d mixed up the numbers? Or worst-case scenario…fled.

“There are signs that she’s been here though.”

Trey furrowed his brows. “What signs?”

“The door to the house was wide open. Someone left in a hurry.”

“Fuck,” Nash snapped.

This was bad.

Chapter Eighteen

Charley paced around the dark room. She hadn’t turned on any lights, but it was only hyping her anxiety.Where is he?Nash had promised to come get her, and she’d watched the time, every minute ticking. She didn’t know what to make of any of this. She’d gone her whole life with barely any excitement, and in a matter of two hours, she been attacked, chased after, stalked by bikers, and was waiting on her boyfriend to rescue her. This was something out of a movie, not her real life.

Her phone rang, and she immediately answered.

“Hello?”

“Are they still there?” Penny’s breath hitched.

Penny was turning out to be one of the greatest allies she’d ever had. To think they barely knew one another, and she’d stepped up for Charley several times. It didn’t make sense, but Charley wouldn’t question it. She’d just be thankful.

Charley sighed. “No. Nash made them go away.”

The line was silent.

“You called Nash? What did you tell him?” Her tone had an edge. Not necessarily angry, almost incredulous.

“I told him everything.”

Penny groaned so loud Charley had to pull the phone away from her ear. “Christ, Charley! I’m trying to save your ass, and you’re sabotaging that at every turn.”

Why was Penny upset? This was a good thing. As far as she could tell, Killcreek had left by Nash’s orders, and he was on his way to get her. There’d been no other sign of Zeke. Things were looking up.

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