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Suddenly, I was shoved forward. Having my jeans still around my ankles, I fell to my hands and knees.

“Fuck, too bad she’s a virgin and we can’t use her because it’s like her pussy is calling to me.”

Glancing over my shoulder, I watched as they all took their dicks out of their pants and started palming them.

“Shower, now,” was yelled by the man who’d dragged me into the room.

Kicking off my jeans, I moved to the showers with my heart in my throat. What calmed me a little was the fact they couldn’t… rape me. Still, what they were doing, the way they touched me was enough to kill some more of me inside.

As I showered, they looked on, palming themselves. I closed my eyes and Saxon took my mind away from what was happening in that room. Saxon and his frown, his bark, and his hard gaze. Saxon beating up Malcolm, wanting to comfort me when I’d witnessed my mum being taken to the hospital. I conjured up a picture my own mind had made up of Saxon holding me after I was shot.

Lastly, before I was dragged back to reality from the gasps and grunts of them coming over me… Saxon and the looks I sometimes caught when he thought I wouldn’t. They were sad, full of longing, and sweet.

Chapter Six

SAXON

Back at the compound, my fists met with Fang’s face one last time until my brothers pulled me away. I left him with one last message: If he ever got in my space, I’d take him down forever. My brothers and I then spent all night questioning the men we had. After a few threats, broken bones, and bruises, we still had nothing. Eight men we let walk free. Two we kept because one had stupidly let slip he wouldn’t tell us anything, which told us he knew something.

Even though I was about to get dirty, I’d gone for a quick shower to clear away the blood coating my hands and clothes from the first round.

When I walked outta my room at the compound, Billy caught me in the hall. “Vicious, meeting room, now.”

“I’ve got work to do.”

“He’ll still be there when you get done with the meeting.”

Fuck. I offered a chin lift and followed him down the hall, out into the common room, where the women were busy talking care of the men who came in for breaks from searching for Nary. I didn’t want to stop. In my eyes, no one should until she was found.

We continued down another hall to where church was held in the large room. Billy opened the door, and I followed him in, spotting Talon, Dodge, Pick, Dive, Stoke, and Griz.

“Do I really need to sit in for some bullshit when I could be getting answers?”

Stoke stood. “We’ve sent Killer and Dallas in there instead. They’ll get what we need—”

“What the fuck?” I snarled.

“Calm, kid. You do a fuckin’ good job, but you need a break,” Dodge said.

“This is bullshit. I don’t need anything but to find her. The more time she has with them, the more time we let them do God knows what to her.”

“I fuckin’ know that!” Stoke bellowed, his fist comin’ down on the table.

“Vicious,” Griz called. My glare turned to him. “If you don’t get rest when you can and let your brothers help you out when we can, then you’ll be outta fuel when the time comes to fight hard.”

Shit. Trust the old dude to make sense.

“You beat the hell outta most men we had. Time to let Killer and Dallas do what they do best,” Dive said. It surprised the hell outta me he’d come back. Though anyone would do anything for Nary. He’d even brought his woman and kid, which meant he was staying for the long haul. What I’d also heard was that Dodge had called him in case Stoke, like I had, lost it. Only he hadn’t. Fuck, Stoke had thrown some things around, but he’d got himself together before coming to the room to get me.

Talon stood. “We’ve spoken to her school. Told them Nary has a family matter to attend to. Malinda even backed it up, but after all the reports they received yesterday, they’re still suspicious, even though Lan has also spoken to them.”

“What did you tell them when people reported her being… when she was—”

“We said it was a prank gone wrong,” Talon offered. “Another reason they’re still suspicious. And when we don’t have Nary for them to talk to, they’re gonna cause us problems, and there’s only so much Lan and Parker can do with the cops. Apparently detectives aren’t respected as much as they want to be.”

Dodge added, “We’re gonna get Josie to pretend to be Nary and make a call to the school. Though we’re all worried about her and her state of mind.” He glanced to Pick and Billy, Josie’s men. They nodded. “Too much has happened to her, but we’re sure she can pull it off. I’d ask my woman, but we all know she has no patience to deal with fuckheads. She’d end up telling them to mind their own business—”

“Mena could do it. Save askin’ Josie,” Dive interrupted.

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