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she murmured softly. “I don’t want to be a burden.”
    “You’re no burden, sweetheart,” Draven said, smiling at her.
    “You’ll have both of us to cater to your every need,” Cade added.
    “Huh?” Draven asked, frowning at him.
    Cade gave him a satisfied smirk. “I’m moving in too.”
     
    * * * *
     
    “The girl’s been found,” Gunner stated as he popped the cap off a beer bottle. He set it down in front of Gray Dog with a sharp clack on the bar’s rough surface. They were in the corner away from the other members, keeping their voices low so they could discuss business without being heard.
    “What girl?” Gray Dog asked. He picked up the beer and swallowed half of it in one gulp.
    “The one at the mill. The Indian girl.”
    Gray Dog scowled. “I thought she was already dead.”
    “Apparently not. She’s at the hospital under the watchful eyes of Draven and some other Red Wolf wannabe.”
    “Shit. How is it the Wolves keep finding our mistakes? God damn it, she can identify me.”
    Gunner nodded. “I’ll take care of it.”
    Gray Dog grunted and took another swig of his beer. “We might have to shut down, at least temporarily. I didn’t want to kill Hiller, but he was a dumb fuck. Without him, however, we don’t have our incoming supply.”
    “Without product, we’ll lose our investors,” Gunner warned. “They might not like that.”
    “Can’t be helped. Maybe if we can tie up this loose end, we’ll be fine, but if that fucking girl starts talking, this club is going down.”
    “I said I’ll take care of it.”
    “Do it before she blabs her fucking mouth.”
    Gunner gave one nod, turned and walked out of the bar. He felt no remorse for what he was about to do. He’d been ‘taking care of it’ for years, ever since Gray Dog had brought him in off the streets and offered him a place to live, first as a prospect, then as a member of the Demon Devils. He’d worked his way up the ranks until he was Sergeant-at-Arms, or more specifically, the club’s enforcer. He owed Gray Dog everything, and by damn, he’d protect his club with everything he had. Killing one more girl would come as easy to him as breathing.
     

Chapter Four
     
     
     
    Cade made sure that Dove was asleep before he pulled out the file in his satchel. It was thick and held all the information the FBI had managed to obtain about the trafficking ring, which, sadly, wasn’t that much.
    “What’s that?” Draven asked as he munched on his fries. He’d made a food run just after Dove had fallen asleep.
    “My file on this case. I thought you’d like to take a look at it.”
    Draven nodded as he pushed his fries away on the table and held out his hand. Cade handed over the folder.
    “All the information came from Detective Brian Harmon from Durango,” Cade said as Draven absorbed the information. “He called the FBI after learning about sixteen missing women in a four-year period. We know one girl was killed by Hiller, and with Allis and Dove rescued, that leaves thirteen unaccounted for.”
    Draven sifted through several papers.
    “Dove’s initials are right before Allis’,” Draven replied as he stared at one sheet. “The date is a week before Allis’s, so Dove was down there five weeks. Shit.”
    “She may look fragile, but it takes strength to survive what she has,” Cade murmured. “She’s so damn young.”
    “What’s our next move?” Draven asked.
    “I have no doubt Hiller was working for Lester Perry, AKA Gray Dog. I need to find concrete proof to shut down the Demon Devils.”
    “Say no more. You had me at shut down the Demon Devils. You know, North and I knew those fuckers were doing something big, but I never dreamed it was human trafficking.”
    “Well, we may need to move quickly, because with Allis and Dove rescued, Gray Dog may be closing up shop, feeling it’s too risky to continue.”
    “Any leads?”
    Cade nodded toward Dove. “Just her.”
     
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    Dove spent the rest