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more the tension in the back of the van was mounting. King was boring holes into her with his stern gaze and there was only so much more she could take before she would crack. She wanted to tell him everything, she wanted to explain it all… she wanted him to know that she hadn’t had a choice. She was forced into it… She was on their side, not the Iron Riders…
    But would they listen?
    “P-please,” she stammered. “K-King…”
    He shook his head before she could finish and he clicked his teeth. She could see how angry he was, how much rage was flowing through him each time his eyes locked with hers. It was as if they were age old enemies and this was about to be their final showdown.
    But she was just a girl who had got mixed up in the wrong world, at the wrong time… She didn’t deserve this…
    She felt the tears start to spring from her eyes and her lip quivered. She knew they would have guns. She knew that they could kill her right there and then if they wanted to… And she was frightened. She had seen how loyal the men of Slate Springs were. Their motorcycle club was everything to them, and the Forsaken Riders would fight to the very end.
    Was she about to become a victim of a feud that she had no power of stopping? She was so weak compared to them… So lost…
    “This bitch,” King said finally. “Is the reason Tanner is dead.”
    She swallowed hard and the tears dripped down her cheeks.
    “King,” she sobbed, “I couldn’t… I didn’t…”
    “Save it,” he snarled. “We’re not interested in what you’ve got to say.”
    She nodded in agreement and looked down to the floor. The van was still bumping along, and each time they went over another pothole or dip in the road Destiny was flung up into the air slightly and came crashing down onto the metal frame of the van.
    King and the other guy were sat on the long bench seat in front of her and they looked down at her with such contempt she really believed that if looks could kill, then she would be dead.
    The man next to King bent forward as he reached into his back pocket for a pack of cigarettes and as the light from the back window hit his face Destiny remembered where she knew him from…
    He was Steel… the biker Candy had gotten involved with whilst they were working together at the club.
    Candy…
    She had been such a good friend to Destiny… Maybe if Steel was there then she would be too, and maybe then Destiny would stand a chance of getting through this. Even after everything that had happened, she couldn’t see that Candy would want anything bad to happen to her. They had formed such a close bond and she had been like a sister to her whilst they worked those long night shifts with that pervert Marv. She had taught Destiny everything and made her feel at home and at ease. Even when she had to get up on stage and undress in front of a room full of men and shake her ass like her life depended on it.
    It was ironic that it had led her here.
    To the back of a van. Kidnapped by two lawless men and being taken to her fate.
    “I’m sorry,” she whispered as the van bounced over another pothole.
    But neither of them heard.
    She closed her eyes and dug her fingertips into the floor. She didn’t know for sure where they were taking her, but she had a pretty good idea. If they weren’t going to take her out into the middle of the desert, shoot her and bury her in a shallow grave, then there was only one place that she would be going…
    The Forsaken Riders’ Club House…
    Destiny prayed with all of her might that it would be there. She needed to explain everything. She needed them to understand.
     
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    The drive seemed to take an eternity and the heat in the back of the van was intensifying. Destiny mopped her brow with the back of her hand and wrist and kept her gaze directed at the floor. She could feel their eyes on her, and the last thing she wanted to do was anger them.
    As the van began to slow and the road became bumpier,