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I let him take her from me. You saw what he did, right? Imagine him doing it to her.”
     
    I didn’t want to. I didn’t know her kid, but I could imagine a little girl shaking back and forth like that, with her head flopping around the way Kara’s had.
     
    Like she heard my thoughts, her hand went to her neck. “Yikes,” she muttered, massaging it.
     
    “You should go to the hospital. File a report on him. You’ve got the bruises, you’ve got an eyewitness account. I can tell them what I saw. I mean, come on. If he’s trying to take your kid, you need to have a case against him. Right?”
     
    She smiled, and I noticed for the first time how tired she looked. “Yes, I have to have a case against him. Do you know how well-known he is in this town? How beloved? How much money his firm donates every year to various civic causes? The police and fire departments. The hospitals. The campaigns for local politicians. The schools, even. See a pattern? All the people who could potentially raise red flags against him. He convinces his partners they need to donate money, to raise their social standing and give back to the community. All these causes of his know the money will disappear if they say anything against him. That’s how he keeps them in his pocket.”
     
    She shook her head, sighing. “Don’t you think I’ve tried? Three times I went to the hospital after he hurt me. One time I had a broken arm. Another time, a black eye and bruised ribs. Another time he broke my collar bone. All those times in just a couple of years. He took time off when I was pregnant. I can at least give him credit for that.” She laughed bitterly. “Do you think once, even one time, anybody asked me if my husband did it to me? That’s the first question they ask, isn’t it? If somebody in your household did something to you.”
     
    “I really don’t know,” I replied.
     
    “I went with a friend of mine to the ER once. She had tripped and fallen while we were out one day. Her wrist broke. I drove her to the hospital. And the first thing two nurses and a doctor asked her was that very question. Did somebody in her household do it to her, and was there anybody there she was afraid of.” Kara stared at me. “Nobody asked me in three visits. Not a single person. What does that tell you?”
     
    “It tells me this town is even more fucked up than I thought it was,” I muttered.
     
    She nodded. “You don’t even know,” she whispered. “So that’s what I’m facing. And if he can use that kind of power against me, imagine what he can do to people like you.”
     
    The words hung in the air. Her cheeks went red when she realized what she had said. “People like me?”
     
    “Motorcycle clubs. I know who you are. The Blood Bandits.”
     
    “Congratulations. You can read.” Everybody knew who we were when we went out in our kuttes, and we never rode without them.
     
    “I’ve heard of you is all. I know what you’re capable of. And he will know it, too. I promise. He’ll make it his business to find out everything he can and bring you down. I wish to God you had left it alone. It’s enough that he’s making my life a misery. I don’t want to see him doing it to anybody else.”
     
    “Even trash like me. Isn’t that right?” I laughed.
     
    “I never said that.”
     
    “You didn’t have to. I’m used to it.”
     
    She stood up straight, coming toward me. She couldn’t have been much more than five feet tall, but when she wanted to, she could make those inches count. She put her hands on her hips, staring me down. “I’m sorry if I give a damn about what my shithead of an ex-husband will do to you, okay? Maybe it’s all the years of feeling like a loser for staying with him as long as I did. I don’t know. Either way, I have guilt issues. If you have half a brain in your head, you’ll stay far, far away from him and lay low for a while. Don’t even stick your nose outside if you don’t have