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I tsk, “Always the same mistake you fools make. I never said you could walk out of here alive. I said, this can all end now.” I grin at him.

He starts babbling and crying as Rage takes a knife and cuts Daniel’s binds loose. Then he steps in front of him again and starts going to town beating the shit out of him.

Daniel tries to fight back a little, but it’s futile. Rage is fueled but his fury that has been coursing through him since all this shit came up. He has more pent-up anger than any of us, and hopefully this lets some of it out.

Within minutes, Daniel is a bloody mess on the floor gasping for breath, his face unrecognizable. Rage is heaving as he brings his booted foot up and slams it down into his ribs over and over again. Soon, Daniel goes still.

I step forward and grab Rage’s shoulder. “He’s dead, Prez. You can stop.”

Rage steps back and looks down at the bloody pulp that he is and then turns and stalks out of the room.

I sigh and glance at Sugar. “We need to call Nerds and have him get Connor into a room so we can question him. Daniel was clearly our mole, but what about Connor? Do you think he is too? Did we really let two prospects into our club, our home, who have turned out to be against us?”

My voice raises until I am almost yelling. This is all bullshit. We should be able to trust everyone in our club. Not have a bunch of rats.

Sugar just shakes his head, his lips pinched together as pulls out his phone. After filling in Nerds, he says, “Grab Connor and get him a room. We’ll be back after Rage calms down some.”

With the phone on speaker, I can hear him respond, “Connor went with the boys and Harley.”

“What?” Sugar furrows his brows. “No. It should have been Parker. Connor was on gate duty, so I sent Parker with them.”

Nerds curses under his breath. “Fuck. Connor came and told me you asked him to go with them and to have Parker go on gate duty.”

Sugar meets my eyes, and I know he can see the fear in them.

Everything is fine. It has to be.

“I have Rage. You go. Now. We can’t fucking trust anyone anymore,” Sugar spits, looking at me.

I sprint out the door and straddle my bike, taking off quickly using the Bluetooth helmet Nerds set up for all of us to call Cade.

He doesn’t answer.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Harley

Rykerstartsgrinninglikea madman. “Come on, babe. Don’t wuss out on me now.”

I narrow my eyes on him. He’s egging me on, and it’s fucking working.

Looking over at Grayson and Cade, I notice the latter is also taking his clothes off. I scoff, “No way.”

Cade grins at me and shrugs. “Why not?”

I glance at Grayson and raise a brow. He clears his throat and shuffles on his feet. “Um…”

Ryker sighs, “No. Both of you are doing it. Come on. Hurry up, otherwise I’ll chase you both down and toss you in fully clothed. Nowthatwould be a shitty ride home.” He smirks.

Meeting Grayson’s eyes, he shrugs and takes off his jacket before lifting his shirt over his head. Now each of them stands in front of me shirtless, and my core clenches as I squeeze my thighs together.

Holy fuck, they are a sight to see. All three of them have abs. Grayson has the smallest ones, but he is still so fucking attractive.

Ryker, who is already down to his boxers, struts forward coming to stand an inch away from me and crosses his arms with a raised brow. “Do you need my help? I don’t mind helping.”

A small laugh escapes me as I try to glare at him and shove him away. “Get out of here.” I take off Ryker’s jacket and then slowly remove the rest of my clothes until I’m only in my oversized t-shirt and panties.

“You keeping that on?” Ryker taunts, gesturing to my shirt.

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