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“Give him the informationhe needs, Whizz.It won’t go away until you do,” Nash said, comingto stand behind him.

“He’ll go down again,” Whizzsaid.The whole club was concerned that once Gash knew where thepeople were, he’d go on a killing rampage, andend back in prison.None of themwanted that to happen.

The whole club knew what he wanted todo.

Whizz nodded, letting out a breath.“I’ve not found anything.I’ll dig deeper until I have what you’relooking for.”

The woman Gash had been looking for, alongwith the man, had entered into witness protection where he couldn’ttouch them.Gash didn’t know all the details, but he soonwould.

He watched as Whizz got out of hisseat and left.

“Thanks,” he said, turningto Nash.

“No problem.Whizz is justlooking out for you.We all are, but you’re right, he doesn’t knowwhat you were like.It’s not his fault.”

Taking a long swig of beer, Gash lookedaround the room at the club.There were so many couples now, somuch life, and so much family.Gash wanted to be part of it morethan anything, but he held himself back.He had to do somethinghe’d always promised himself he wouldn’t do.He was going to kill awoman, and make sure the man who’d put him away died along withher.

There was going to be so much bloodshed bythe time he was finished that he didn’t think he’d be good enoughto join back with The Skulls.Killing like that took a lot out of aman.He’d killed before in the past but never like this.

There may not be any coming back fromthis.

Gash was prepared for that.Besidesthe club, he didn’t have anything else to live for.

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Rose rushed to the toilet,spewing up everything she’d eaten last night.Fighter rushed into thebathroom, holding her hair back.He was staying in the sparebedroom to keep her safe.She didn’t know if it was down to Hardy,Tiny, or Lash as to why someone was with her all the time.Onceshe’d finished dealing with her sickness she was going to askhim.

“That’s it, you’reokay.”

She heaved a final time, beforecollapsing back.

Fighter handed her a paper towel, and shetook it from him grateful for his help.She wiped her mouth,climbing up to look at herself in the mirror above thesink.

“Are you done?”Fighterasked.

“Yeah, thankyou.”

“Think nothing of it.”Heleft her alone.

He’d rushed into the bathroom wearingnothing but a pair of boxer shorts.She was older than Fighter, buteven still, she wasn’t attracted to him.He was the latest prospectfor The Skulls.Baker, another prospect, had already been patchedin while Fighter was still earning his place.She didn’t doubt he’dsoon be a patched in member of The Skulls.He deservedit.

After she brushed herteethandwashed her face, she made her way back to her room.She dressed inloose sweats and a large baggy shirt.Rose didn’t feel in the moodto be sexy, not one bit.

Once she was downstairs, she foundFighter was already reading the paper.

“Who sent you over here?”she asked.

“Well, it started out withTiny sending us over here.Now, Hardy has asked us to keep an eyeon you.We’re taking it in turns to make sure you’re okay,” hesaid.

She was oddly touched by Hardy’s concernfor her.In the past he was rarely concerned about her, or aboutwhat would happen to her.She’d spend days alone waiting for him tocome home even before he cheated.Then he’d cheated, and she’dstarted spending more and more time at the club, losing herself toher unending fear of losing him.

“He does love you, youknow?”Fighter asked.

“I know he lovesme.”

“Have you thought aboutwhat I said, about making a decision?”

Rose leaned against the counterand stared at him.A couple of months ago Fighter had been the onewho told her she was being cruel in using Hardy.He’d opened hereyes to her own selfish belief that she was getting payback forHardy cheating.Her mind was so screwed upthat she didn’t recognize herself attimes.

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