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Too wound up to speak, I ive you exactly five seconds to shut your fkin’ oddam pretty-boy looks

Ky cleared his throat and wiped the grin off his face Good choice No one messes with me and walks away He knew it My brothers knew it Hell, every damn MC in the US knew it If my old man was still alive and tried to knock some sense into me, I’d shove his teeth down his fkin’ throat too

“So you think this randoirl you o… behind a metal fence… in thea daht? The piece of ass you turned into a weeping, pining puy for?”

With only a hunch of nore his dick tone

Those wolf eyes I stood and began pacing I know I sound like a whining fk But what if it is her? What the hell’s happened to her leg? And more importantly, where’s she been all these bastard years? Still caged in that fkin’ concentration ca, scared of her own fkin’ shadow?

Ky stared down at her on the bed, an expression of pure disbelief on his face She looked like a fkin’ angel that just dropped in onKy moved in front of me to catch the movement of my hands

Never found out as behind that fence Tried to get inforet No one’s even heard of the place A fkin’ Auschwitz near Austin ’Course, don’t help when you don’t even know the fkin’ location— to remember the directions Wherever she’s come from is iron clad Protected Can onlydown Fucked-up shit protected by powerful people People who’ll no doubt be looking for her right now

Carefully, Ky watched me I could see real worry in his face “I ain’t ever seen you like this, brother You going soft on me? Bikes and puy, Styx, that’s hoe live Ride hard; die harder Club first, no distractions”

Yeah, he was right I was being a sappy shit No way this was her anyhow Fuckin’ wishful thinking

Moving over to the table, I poured two glasses of Jim, downed mine, and passed one to my VP

I’ve thought ’bout that girl every day Fifteen fkin’ years You and ood I ever saw I choked on a laugh Fuckin’ first kiss, man

Ky slapped“And two years later, you fked your first club slut and never looked back”

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