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“You ever find yourself in Arkansas.I’ll take you there.”

“It’s a date.”

“Doc’s here,” Gwynee announces, bringing an older white-haired man into the room.

“See you around, butterfly,” Woods says, leaving the room.

“Butterfly,” I murmur to myself, wondering if that’s a term of endearment he calls all women.

“Let’s have a look at that lip,” the man tells me, snapping on a pair of latex gloves.

Chapter Two

Itakeahardpull of my beer, watching my VP and my baby sister as they have yet another heated argument.They’ve been at each other since we arrived in California for the rally.She probably caught him with a whore.Willow has always had a thing for Gray.Since he first moved to town when we were kids.She’d drive us crazy.Following us around trying to join our made-up MC.Called ourselves the Devil’s Creek Outlaws, after my old man’s first club, before they patched into the Kings.Treated our bicycles like they were Harleys.We made up our own bylaws and nailed them to the door of our treehouse.No girls allowed, especially not Willow.She was a brat then, calling herself Gray’s Ol’ Lady.Still a brat now, but she’s no longer threatening to tell Grannie Mags on us for smoking weed in the barn.

Watching them argue as adults is the same as it was when we were kids.

But the fucker knows not to touch her.He’s not good enough for my little sister.No one is.Willow is all that is good in the world.She’s not club pussy and I’ll be damned if any man ever treats as though she is.

“I hate you,” she screeches, shoving against him as he tries to wrap his arms around her to keep her from punching him.

“Calm your tits,” he growls at her and shoots me an exasperated look.I can’t tell if he’s about to walk away or spank her ass.

I’m about to intervene before either of them takes shit too far when Big Daddy approaches me.

“Need a favor.”

“Name it.”

“When you ride out, take Jessika with you.”

“The chick who showed up with a busted lip?”I know that’s exactly who he’s talking about.I’ve not been able to get her out of my mind since I laid eyes on her.There’s something about her I can’t shake.The second I laid eyes on her, I wanted to kill whoever had hurt her.The tear in her lip had me seeing red.I may be a lot of things, but one thing I’m for damn sure not is a woman beater.Any many who is, is fucking garbage.

“Need to get her out of town for her own safety.That slimy fuck she married was seen taking a meeting with one of the Juarez brother’s men.I’m sending a message and it’s best she’s not around when it’s delivered.Would hate for her to become collateral damage.”

The Juarez Cartel are some savage men.They’d sell out their own mother for the right price.

“You expecting any involvement from the Depraved Sinners?I can have some of my guys stay back?”

“Appreciate the offer of support.Those pussy motherfuckers have been lying low, trying to regroup since I took Meko and Whiz out.I don’t expect them to come out of the hole they crawled into any time soon.Just get her out of town.The further she is from Anarchy and Gwynee, the happier I’ll be.”

“We’ll ride out at first light.”

“The sooner the better.I’ll check in soon.Wicked will fill you in on anything else you need to know.”

I glance back to where I last saw my sister and Gray in time to see her stomping off.

“The fuck was that about?”I demand from Gray as I light up a cigarette and scout the crowd for Wicked.

“She was showing her ass.Had too much to drink and was grinding all up on some fucker that was getting a little too handsy.”

“She never gets shitfaced.”I glare at him because I guarantee he’s done something to set her off.

“That’s probably my fault.She saw me doing a line off some whore’s ass.”

“Fuck, man.I’ve got to ask and don’t bullshit me.Do you have something going on with my sister?”

“No.Fuck no.”

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