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PROLOGUE

2010

If they caught her, there’d be hell to pay

Absolute hell

Michelle didn’t even want to ier would cli after him and his ht

The fury would be epic

Biblical

She may be a fifteen-year-old kid, but she wasn’t an idiot Sneaking out of her ho her bicycle across town to the clubhouse, and lurking in the shadows until the erous, it was reckless—and probably pointless as well

She wouldn’t be able to see a da But she had to be here Had to find out if the club had really captured the man who murdered her father

Four sets of heavy-booted feet tro no effort toward stealth, thankfully Shell wasn’t exactly roup drowned out her leaf-crunching steps

She shivered despite the down jacket engulfing her body Mid-January at the base of the Great Smoky Mountains was pretty freakin’ cold Lucky for her, it hadn’t snowed in the past feeeks

“Fuck, it’s dark out here Wouldn’t be able to see my own dah the woods?” That was Maverick’s voice Easy to distinguish because ninety percent of the nonsense out of his mouth was laden with snark and sarcas a name for himself with his wit and constant inappropriate humor

“We have a fucking flashlight, you big baby Suck it up and keep walking”