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my
brothers,” I corrected her.
    “Right, but you’re
like their leader?”
    I shifted the way I
did every time anyone brought up my status in the club. It wasn’t something
that you were supposed to willingly talk about with any outsiders. Especially
ones who were as innocent as Grace’s sister.
    “Yeah,” Blaze
said. “He is.” He put his hand on my shoulder, coming to my rescue the way he
always did when something happened that I might get uncomfortable or lose my
cool about.
    Krusher huffed.
“Well, he’s not all of our leaders.”
    “And not all of
you are my brothers,” I growled back.
    Krusher laughed,
unoffended as always.
    “Then you have to
help me!” Alexis cried, tugging on my arm. “You have to help me find my sister!
I think the police have taken her away and locked her up!”
    Suddenly, she was
brave and wild, jumping off her stool and tugging at me like I was the big
brother she had never had. “Please, Cutter, something is really wrong with her,
I know it.” Tears started filling up her eyes. “She’s in danger, I can feel
it!”
    I glanced at Blaze
and Ace for a little help.
    “I can feel it,
too!” Heather cried out before either of them had a chance to react. “I’ve been
feeling it for weeks just like you have!” My little sister said to Grace’s.
“What we need to do is take matters into our own hands, hold a protest down at
the police station! We’ll see how long they want to keep her once the local
news gets involved.”
    Oh, for fucks
sake.
    Alexis’s eyes grew
wide. “You really think that’s necessary?”
    “Of course, it
isn’t necessary!” I told her. Great, just what I needed, another little sister
that Heather was able to get just as worked up about nonsense as she was. “A
little help here?” I asked, glancing at Blaze.
    “On it,” Blaze
said, picking Heather up by her elbows and pushing her toward the back door,
the way he always did whenever she put her nose in our business and started
talking nonsense about things she knew nothing about.
    “Alexis,” I said,
pulling her attention away from my insane little sister. “I really appreciate
the fact that you were willing to come down here and talk to me. Trust me, I
do, I know that couldn’t have been an easy decision to make. But, the thing is
that I don’t think your sister wants to be found. She’s shut off all
communication with the outside world.” I looked away from her eyes, the eyes
that reminded me too much of Grace.
    “That’s one of the
reasons I know something is wrong!” Alexis grabbed a hold of my sleeve again.
“She wouldn’t do that, she would have at least said goodbye! I know her! It’s
always just been me and her ever since… well, since I could remember.”
    I picked up a
random bottle of beer and started drinking, suddenly feeling more miserable
than before. Like I didn’t feel like a big enough piece of shit as it was. Now,
I had to worry about breaking up her family, too. “I’m sorry I can’t help you.”
    I could feel Ace
tense up beside me in disapproval.
    Krusher let out a
low whistle and looked away.
    “What?” I snapped
at them, taking another swig of my beer. “What do you want me to do? I’m the
damn reason she took off in the first place. Nothing I can do can help her.”
Who the hell were they to judge me, anyway? They knew nothing about what the
fuck I was feeling right now.
    Or what I had been
feeling for weeks.
    “But you aren’t!”
Alexis pleaded. “I don’t know what went wrong with the two of you but I know
that if Grace was trying to let go of something she would come home to do it,
she wouldn’t just go off on her own.”
    I shook my head.
“That was before she met me.” I looked down at her huge eyes, begging me for
help, any kind of help. “I changed the way she looked at things. I changed the
way she looked at the world.” I ran my fingers back and forth over my throbbing
temple. “Like I said, I can’t help you. Please, just…” I
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