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“I just found out.” Tears burn behind my eyes, thinking about how excited I was to tell Jesse I retook the pregnancy test. “It’s early.”

“Don’t let them know.”

“Why not?”

She swallows hard, and for the first time, I see emotion swim in her stare. “Because they’ll take care of the problem.”

35

Legacy

After meeting up withVenom in the infirmary and getting every detail of his attempt to save Reagan, I head to Ghost’s office, finding Steel and Havoc already there making a plan.

“Tell me you have good news.” I stop in the doorway, trying to find the hope in the situation when I’m so close to running out.

It’s what Reagan would do. She’d focus on what can be done to fix this instead of letting it paralyze her. For her, I ignore the bleakness of the situation. I refuse to lose her to this.

“I got a hit on Sera’s credit card at a bus station downtown.” Ghost’s eyes stay trained on the screen. “It looks like she’s getting ready to leave Vegas.”

“I should have known better than to trust her bullshit.”

“We all should have,” Steel reminds me, not looking any happier about it than I am. “But she was part of the clubonce. And when she showed up the way she did, we had no reason to think that had changed.”

I tip my head back. “I bet the whole fucking thing was a game. Remember how she’d pull shit back in the day? The lengths she’d go to if she wanted one of the other girls kicked out? I wouldn’t be surprised if she were involved in her own fucking kidnapping just so she could get back in with us.”

“That’s rugged if it’s true,” Havoc says, and he’s not wrong, considering the permanent damage the barbed wire did. “But you’re right. I wouldn’t put it past her if the Iron Sinners had enough leverage to get her to do what they wanted.”

“Which means she really is our best chance at figuring out where they might have taken Reagan. If she’s involved, then I bet she knows where Reagan is. And if she leaves town, we’re fucked.”

I’ll never get Reagan back.

Steel nods, sending a text. “Chaos is at Sapphire Rise. It’s a mile from the bus station, so he’ll head there now. Havoc, I need you to meet up with them and make sure we get the information we need from her.”

Havoc nods, neither of them elaborating on what he’ll need to do to get her to talk.

And I don’t ask because I don’t want to know.

Not because I feel any loyalty to Sera, but because I have to look her daughter in the eyes every night and tuck her into bed. I can’t do that knowing my club played any part in making her mother suffer.

Chaos and Havoc won’t lay a hand on her. We have firm rules not to hurt women. But it doesn’t mean there aren’t other ways to get information. Blackmail, forced detox, solitary confinement. Sera won’t be physically touched, but we’ll get what we need.

“I’ll let you know the second we have Reagan’s location,” Havoc says, stopping in front of me. “We’ll get her back, brother.”

The promise cements in his words. I have no doubt my brothers will do anything they can, just like I’d do anything for them. As much as I’d like to go with Havoc instead of sitting on my ass, I need to trust my brothers to do their jobs so I can do mine. And I need to be ready to move the second I know where I’m going.

“I want regular updates,” Steel says as Havoc reaches the door.

“You got it, Prez.”

Havoc leaves, and Ghost leans back in his chair, looking at me.

“You’ve got that face,” I say, knowing whatever he has to say is going to make things worse. “Out with it.”

Ghost nods, swallowing hard. “I traced the plates on the back of the van. They’re stolen, so it won’t lead us back to the Iron Sinners directly, but it did lead to something… That same van has been outside Wicked Pole every Sunday for the past month. If I had to guess, that’s the one they’re using to transport women.”

“You’re saying—” I can’t finish the sentence, especially when Ghost nods confirmation.

The Iron Sinners don’t just have the love of my life held hostage; they’re planning to sell her into their trafficking ring.

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