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No fucking way am I making this easy on the fucker.

The minute he hears me, he takes off at a run with his gun out. I’m thrown in the van but I keep screaming his name as much as possible.

“Chaos,” I scream with everything in me.

The door to the van closes, enveloping me inside as I continue to scream his name.

“Shut the fuck up bitch.”

Before I can realise that I know the voice, I’m hit over the head and the darkness swallows me whole.

Seventeen

Chaos

Chillingat the bar, Liv has been in the kitchen cleaning up a storm for nearly over an hour. Twisted is still out getting the shopping list she gave him, and knowing my girl, he will be a while longer too. Her list looked long and he’s called twice already to check on a few things.

A huge crash sounds from outside and we all freeze for second before we all dash out the door to see what the fuck is going on. Her terror-filled screams will haunt me for the rest of my life as I watch my whole reason for being alive, taken from me. I want to fall to the ground as my knees feels weak under me but I can’t. She needs me to keep my head and get her back.

“Prospects, get them bikes right and someone get hold of Twisted. Boys mount up in the cars,” I shout heading for the them.

Mayhem is riding with me; Riot and Psycho are in one car and Tracker with Dolla in another. I notice in my rear-view mirror that Keys is running back inside, heading for his geek cave no doubt. Flooring it, I head out the compound and down the street that runs down the side of us, where the van has headed. I can make it out in the distance but they have a good head start on us. Upping my speed, I try to catch them up and Mayhem gets on his phone.

“Riot has taken the other side to see if he can cut him off. Keys is hacking traffic cams to trace them and is also bringing up Liv’s tracker you put in her shoes.”

Thank fuck, Keys and Tracker had the idea to hide GPS trackers on Liv. She has them in her shoes, one in a necklace I gave her and also a bracelet Logan made her.

I keep following the van but it’s getting further away and I’m struggling to catch it up. Mayhem is beside me in the passenger seat on the phone with Keys, Riot and Dolla on a three-way call so everyone can keep in touch. The van turns a corner ahead and disappears, when we finally make it to the junction, it’s gone.

“Fuck!” I yell, thumping my fist on the steering wheel.

No, this cannot be happening. I can’t and will not lose her, when I have only just gotten her. If Dyno gets his hands on her, because let’s be honest, we all know who has taken her, it will be nothing but pain for my girl. She doesn’t deserve the life she would have with him. No woman deserves the life she would have with Dyno and his merry depraved band of men.

“Riot lost them too,” Mayhem tells me with concern and anger written all over his face.

“We have to find her,” I tell him in a pleading voice.

“Keys is trying to track for GPS chips but it seems they have a blocker or something. I don’t know, he’s geeking out and freaking out at the same time.”

Jesus fuck, because that’s reassuring.

I turn around and head back to the compound. Mayhem is still on his phone while I drive us back. I’m lost in my head thinking of all the things I could have done differently to keep her safe.

I failed her.

We failed her.

Myself and the brothers all promised she was safe. That we would protect her and yet, she is taken right from the middle of the compound. We need to take a closer look at our security so this never happens to her again. I know we haven’t got her back yet but there is no way in hell I am not getting her back. I will burn this country, hell I will burn the world down hunting for her. Dyno hasn’t met me properly yet but I am about to rain Chaos down on him. Parking the Car, I leap out and head straight to Keys geek cave.

“Prospect, get that hole in the fence fixed now,” I yell as I pass them.

Heading down the hall, I don’t even knock on his door, just storm in.

“Talk to me Keys,” I demand.

I’m not in the mood for pleasantries or being fucking nice.

“He must be jamming the signal from the trackers as they are not showing. Last time they showed was when she was in the compound, so they were definitely working before she was taken. We know it was Dyno who took her, so I’m doing a deep dive into all the property he owns and checking the cameras around them to see if I can see the van, she was taken in.”