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“What did they want you to do?” My mind is racing with all the things Quinnell could be doing to her; every second this man wastes is time I could spend getting to her.

“He knew about her relationship with your brother. He wanted me to use her to find out information on the club. I swear to you it never happened. It's why they came here. I didn’t do as he said. I ignored his threats. Now he wants me to find his daughter to save mine. How do I do that?” The man looks like he could die right on this very spot from worry, and as much as I want to snap his neck for the situation he’s got my girl into, I can’t help feeling sorry for him. It sounds to me as if he’s been trying to protect her.

“I’m gonna find her,” I assure him. “The men that were with him, were they Irish, too?” I check, wondering if Quinnell has the Russians on his side already

“All of them; they said they were gonna—” He drops his head and bursts into tears, and I grip the knife in my hand as I try and hold it together.

“I’ll gut each one of them,” I assure him. “Do you have any idea where they might have taken her?” I ask him. Time is crucial, and Quienll could be anywhere.

“I’ve got no idea. All the meetings Quinnell and I had were at random locations. I couldn’t risk our association with each other becoming public.” He looks ashamed of himself. “You're Corey’s brother, you know how much he loved her. You have to find her.”

I decide not to tell the already broken man that I’m far more to her than that. Instead, I nod my head and drag him on his feet. Taking him with me as I rush out the door and head back to the cage. I have no idea where Millie could be. I need the help of my brothers to find her, and the club will already be inchaos, preparing for a Russian attack. But the Russians can wait. Quinnell’s got a one-way ticket to Hell, and his ride is leaving first.

“Raze, we got a problem.” The club is exactly as crazy as I expected it to be when I pull up in the yard. All the old ladies are panicking, and it looks as if my brothers are trying to convince them to get in the same cage.

“We’re safe here, we can just up our security.” Peyton is busy arguing with him as I approach.

“Ya don’t say.” He ignores her and looks at me like he’s all out of answers.

“Just get in the cage, Pey. We can all fight better without you here. I need you gone; they could already be on their way.”

“Quinnell’s got Millie!” I yell out, silencing all the commotion, and when I glance around the silent yard, I see a worried look on every one of my brothers’ faces.

“Millie?” Peyton looks straight at me, then at Raze. “Babe, you have to help her, you know what kind of man Quinnell is.” She starts pleading with him.

“I can only do that if you and the other girls leave here and get to safety,” he tells her, holding back his anger and willing her to see sense.

“Come on, girls, you heard him.” She looks toward Freya and Eden, who scowl harshly at Wrath and Ruckus but eventually kiss their men and climb into the back of the cage.

“Dad, you’re going, too.” Raze looks to Vex, who’s standing in the middle of the yard looking like a spare part.

“You think I’m missing out on all the action, you got another thing coming, son.” He laughs, and when Lettie comes out fromthe arch, struggling to carry Rory and the huge duffel bag on her shoulder, Tawk rushes to help her. He looks a little startled when she hands him the baby instead of the bag, but carries him to the cage to join the others, regardless.

“Raze?” I look to our leader for answers.

“I need two men to go with the girls, drive ’em up to Dad’s cabin and keep ’em safe until we’ve negotiated with the Russians,” he calls out, while I start getting impatient.

“I’ll go.” Greaser is the first to volunteer, and despite seeing how shocked it makes the others, I give him a tap on the back and hope it will speed him the hell outta here.

“What ya all lookin’ like that for?” Greaser must notice the same expressions I do. “Raze needs his VP and sergeant by his side, and these women need protection.” He makes a valid point, looking toward Alicia and smiling dutifully.

“I’ll go, too.” Vike stares at him coldly as he steps forward.

“Then it’s settled, get gone.” Raze holds out his hand to help Alicia get in the back with the others, then, kissing Peyton, slides the door shut before any of them can protest.

“Rocco, you get on your bike and you go find that kid who was here earlier. Let’s put those skills, he claims he’s got, to the test.” Raze sends him on his way before looking at me.

“We’re gonna find your girl, Dev; you just keep your head on,” he warns, taking out his cell and pressing it against his ear. “Burlusconi, I need every scrap of information you got on Quinnell,” I hear him say as Saint comes up from behind and squeezes my shoulder to let me know he’s with me.

Idon’t know how I’m doing it, but I’m blanking everything out. Especially the man on top of me. He looks disappointed and confused. Maybe he’s expecting me to fight him off, or cry out for help, and weep. But it wouldn’t save me. There are three of these men, and who knows how many more are beyond this room. All of them are twice the size of me. To fight would be a useless drain of my energy, and I want to survive.

“I think she must like it,” he sniggers, as he slaps me across the face and tries to provoke a reaction.

I offer him nothing, not even a cold stare. They demand I look at them, but I stare through them and curse their souls in the process.

My skin is bare and exposed; one of them used a knife to tear my clothes off me as soon as their boss left the room. As I listen to this man's friends jeer him on as he rapes me, I think about Dev and what a mess he’ll make of him when all this is over.

“It’s my turn.” The one with long hair forces the guy off me, his cock is already hard from where he’s been jerking himself off and watching his friend. And as he pushes his cock inside me, like I’m nothing, I wonder at what moment I’m going to break.

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