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“Who is it?” I yelled, ready to defend these innocent girls.
“It’s me, darlin’,” Jagger said, and I pressed the safety on the gun and put it back into my waistband before I looked at the girls.
“It’s okay. That’s my ol’ man, and he won’t hurt you.”
They seemed to relax as I opened the door and looked out at him. He motioned his head to the side, and I looked back at the girls. “I’m going to be right outside. I swear, no one will come through this door unless it’s me.”
They nodded but stayed huddled together as I stepped out and closed the door behind me. Jagger helped me down the wobbly stairs and held my hand as we walked away from the trailer. He looked back at it and then at me as he spoke softly.
“What’s their deal?”
“Laura has been here for two years. She came looking for her sister and stumbled into Blur’s little operation. I . . . I don’t know what she’s been through, but I know it wasn’t good.” His face pinched, and I saw his fists clench as I continued. “Pattie and Paula are sisters, nineteen and seventeen respectively. Blur promised them a ride to their father’s but he brought them here. They were in Arkansas, but apparently, their mother had taken them from their father and they were trying to get back.”
“Do you think your father would be able to help?” Jagger asked, and I wasn’t sure how my father could before he explained. “If we can get the girls to not mention this, and we take them to your father, do you think he would say he found them hitchhiking and help them get back to their father?”
“I don’t know if he would do that. Why can’t we just call the police and let them know?”
He shook his head and looked around before he spoke. “We have three kidnapped girls, a soon-to-be dead man, and no explanation why we’re here. It could blow up for the entire club, and that would be really bad.” He took my hands and asked again, “Do you think your father will help us?”
“The only way for me to know is to ask, but if he isn’t willing, what are we going to do?”
I was genuinely worried about what we were going to do with the girls. They were traumatized from their ordeal, and I worried they wouldn’t be able to keep their stories straight. Then it would fall back on us, no matter what.
“I don’t have an answer to that, but I need you to call him, darlin’.”
I nodded, pulled my phone from my pocket, and dialed my dad’s number. Pressing the phone to my ear, I listened to the ringing before he answered.
“Hey, kiddo. Tell me how you’re doing today. Any news?”
“Dad, I need a favor,” I began.
For the next few minutes, I explained what we’d discovered, and when I finally asked for his help, I waited for his response, terrified he wasn’t going to assist us.
“Where do you need me to meet you?” he asked, and I exhaled the fear I’d been holding on to.
I nodded to Jagger, and he closed his eyes briefly before reopening them. Pointing to the side of the trailer, he walked away as I told my dad what I needed him to do. We planned to meet ten miles from Quincy’s Short Stop, on the edge of our tribe’s land, in four hours. It would be dark, and we would be able to move the girls without anyone seeing us. I knew Dad would take care of them and get them back to their father.
As for Laura, I wasn’t sure what we were going to do about her, but I would broach the subject with her when I went back inside. If she wanted to find her sister in Montana, then we would take her there. If she wanted to go someplace else, we would do that. Whatever she wanted, she would get.
I hung up with my dad after promising to let him know when we were on the move, then I stepped around the side of the trail.Blur was on his knees, his hands tied behind his back and the brothers surrounding him as he pleaded for his life.
“You don’t want to kill me,” Blur suggested, and Trent shook his head as he got face-to-face with the man who killed Nitro.
“I won’t lose one second of sleep over your death, and when you get to your next stop in the universe, make sure to watch your back. Pops will be looking for his revenge in the afterlife.”
Blur’s eyes got wide as Jagger reached down and yanked the blade from his flesh. Blood flowed down his chest, and he lowered his head and began to cry as Animal screwed a silencer onto his weapon.
Jagger turned and saw me, and he motioned for me to leave. He was protecting me from what they were about to do, and as I turned the corner and stepped up to the trailer, I heard a small pop and knew they were done with Blur.
There was no part of me that would shed a tear for that man, and if karma was truly a bitch, I hoped his afterlife would be painful.
The girls were wide-eyed when I walked back inside, and when I sat down with them, I saw Pattie and Paula now had on socks and shoes. Offering Laura a smile, I began to explain what was going to happen next.
“I need to speak with you about a few things, and I hope you’ll listen and understand.” They nodded, so I continued. “I’ve made arrangements with my father, who is an elder with our tribe, to pick up Pattie and Paula and take you to your father. But . . . you can’t speak of what happened here.”
“Why?” Pattie asked, and I pinched my lips as I thought of how to explain what’s going on.
It was Laura who interjected. “If you tell anyone what happened, then Jackie and the guys will be in trouble. And they don’t deserve that. Not after they saved us.”
