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accompanied by the rumble of other bikes. There were more than a few, but as they drew nearer, it was impossible to distinguish individual engines.
     
    Mary stood next to the bed. “I think the bitch and all her puppies have arrived.” she said to Roger. “Get dressed, I think it’s time for me to put on my big girl panties and deal with this as an adult.”
     
    “I didn’t think you were wearing panties today,” Roger answered with a smirk. Mary stuck her tongue out at him and hurried into the bathroom to retrieve her clothing.
     
    As they stood at the door, Mary whispered loudly, “Let me go out first just in case any of them want to get trigger happy before we can talk.”
     
    When she opened the door, CJ was sitting on his bike with the front wheel on the sidewalk directly in front of their room. There were at least two dozen bikes behind him and several more in the parking lot blocking the passageways around the building.
     
    She spoke softly. It was difficult to hear her over the rumble of the motorcycles. “Kill the engines. Please, CJ. We need to talk.”
     
    CJ looked up at her and at Roger standing beside her. He frowned slightly, but turned to look at the men accompanying him and moved his hand across his throat. In a moment it was silent in the parking lot. Very silent.
     
    Mary stepped out farther from the room and stood directly alongside CJ as he sat on his bike. Roger stayed slightly back so none of the others would interpret him as a threat to CJ.
     
    “CJ,” Mary began, “I think it’s time we quit beating our chests and seeing who can piss highest on the tree.” She laughed nervously. “I think you’ve got me beat on that one anyway. And I can never be a meaner or crazier son of a bitch than you.” She smiled at him. It was a genuine smile, and she hoped that CJ could see the love behind that smile. “But I don’t have to be, CJ. All I have to be is what I am.”
     
    Her voice got louder and she raised her eyes to address those sitting on their bikes behind CJ. “I’m a damned good rider. I can probably out-ride half the Skulls. I’m the best damn motorcycle mechanic the state of Nevada has ever seen, and that includes my dad. I’m also a loyal member of the Red Skulls. But one thing I am not is a little girl that has to be protected every single second of my life. I’ve grown up. I’m a woman now, and I’m asking that you treat me as an equal, because I am.”
     
    She smiled again and spoke directly to CJ. “Jack, I appreciate your loyalty to my father, but the other night Speedy and I just took his bike on a test drive. We sat in that diner and talked... for a long time. But even if we were in there screwing like rabbits, it was none of your concern.”
     
    Her face reddened slightly as she thought of how her words applied to what had occurred just before CJ arrived.
     
    She coughed nervously and then waved her hand over the group of men standing with CJ. “And it’s none of your concern either. You’ve been my family since momma died, but I’m not a seven-year-old girl any more. I am a woman and I’m free to make my own choices. If dad doesn’t like it, dad can talk to me. And to Roger.”
     
    Her voice got very forceful as she said in a measured pace, “Atticus Taylor doesn’t need your help to settle family issues.” She smiled at all of them and continued, “I do love you all and I appreciate your concern for me. If I yell for help some day, please come running. But right now, I’m not yelling for help, and I would really appreciate it if you would all just leave us alone.”
     
    The 20 or so men with CJ looked over at him. He nodded his head slightly, and the sound of their engines again filled the air. Soon it was just CJ, Roger, and Mary in front of the motel room. “I guess Baby Girl has indeed grown up,” CJ said softly. He shook his head slightly and looked back and forth between Mary and Roger. Then his gaze fixed on her and he said, “We