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“Are the Sons of Havoc involved in human trafficking?”

The shocked and appalled look on her face confirms my suspicions.

“They would never,” Kate defends their family.

“The warehouse, where we spotted Dog, is currently being used by a human trafficking ring. We’ve seen him there multiple times, but always alone. You understand why I had to check?”

“I understand, Pandora,” Carrie nods.

“What do we have from the warehouse today?” I demand.

“There was a lot of activity earlier, and Dog was present,” Rose confirms.

“We managed to identify the ring running the warehouse, and you’re not going to like it,” Willow warns me.

“Just spit it out, Willow.”

“The ring is being run by Lukas Yahontov.”

I feel the color drain from my face, and I slowly sink onto the bed.

“Who is Lukas Yahontov?” Carrie demands.

“Lukas used to work for my father. However, his ways did not fit with my father’s. Lukas left the familia and set up on his own,” I explain.

“That’s not really the whole story,” Willow grimaces.

“Lukas asked me to go with him, but I refused. He has always wanted me to work for him, as he feels women are unable to function without a man. God, I hate him. He is pure evil,” I tell them.

“He’s the one who’s currently running this trafficking ring and might have Wire?” Carrie asks, with a little fear in her voice.

“Don’t back out on me now, girl,” I warn her.

“Oh, don’t worry, I’m not. Just hearing about this Lukas guy has made me worry more for him,” Carrie confesses.

“We best head for the warehouse and see what more surveillance we can get. Need to know what we are walking into,” Rose advises.

Nodding my agreement, we take everything we need and head over there. Once we arrive, the place is dark and looks like the abandoned warehouse it should be. No movement or vehicles can be seen around the building.

“I’m going for a closer look. Comms on and let me know if you see anything,” Willow says as she pulls her black hood over her hair and puts her black gloves on.

She quickly grabs a few of the remote mini cameras we have, then with a nod, she heads off. Placing the comms in my ear, I check she can hear me.

“Willow, you hear me?” I ask her.

“Loud and clear,” she confirms.

Everyone takes a pair of binoculars, and we watch her dart across the street and down the side alley. While Rose is frantically tapping away at her computer.

“Not getting any signal from inside or around the building, so no security cameras,” she confirms.

“Bike, far side. Picture coming now,” Willow says a few seconds later.

Rose brings it up on the screen, and Carrie confirms it’s Dog’s.

“Confirmation on Dog’s bike,” I tell her, keeping the comms short as possible.

“Cam one,” Willow says.