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s pounding the iron steps. Camisha trailed behind him, clutching his arm,

s hip holster, crossed the bay in three strides, and pre

roared, veins bulging along his thick neck. "Or

nst the steel barrel, her jaw set like iron, her knuckles

from the metal rack, stepped forward,

an

cking the gun two inches off course. I stepped

his shouting like a frozen blade. "You shoot my master mechan

e put hands on my girl! You think your Old La

inking. "The regional Nine States Rally is in three weeks. The timing on your six lead bikes is customized to Maxine's d

whining, "Bennet, she's lying! She jus

her without breaking e

one thing above all else: his image as an invincible leader. Breaking down on the highwa

cles twitched, Bennet lowered the Glock a

e spat, leaning in close. "You're just a mec

d, turning my back on him and walking ove

is pride in front of Camisha, he wrapped an arm around her wa

"The clubhouse logistics ledger, the bail bond safe keys, and the s

der, her swollen face twistin

ng around. "Just try not to spend t

eel locker, cursed under his breath,

door sla

e floor. "He was ready to pull that trigger

on than his threats," I said, but my hands were

and more violent than the last. A cold wave of nause

ow furrowing. "You're bleeding through y

shoved a rag into my pocket. "Go out to the south shed an

en nodded and walked

nto a wooden stool, pulled out my personal ph