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came
from a world of outlaws so her conscious didn ’ t
quite process the reality of right or wrong.
    Slipping to a recycling bin, Avery pulled out a piece of
cardboard. She held it against the small back window of the building and then
took a deep breath. She elbowed the cardboard and window. It sent a wicked pain
through her arm. Avery tried again and again, and finally, on her fourth try,
the glass broke. With the cardboard still against the glass, Avery pushed
gently and the window shattered and fell into the bakery. Thanks to her size,
Avery managed to wiggle her way through the broken window and kept herself from
getting cut. Once in the bakery she looked around and took note that there was
no security system in place.
    Avery navigated in the dark and found a small light over a
counter. When she turned it on, she smiled. This place would do just fine.
There was a lot of inventory on shelves and judging by how much there was, a
few missing pieces of bread wouldn ’ t
shut the place down. Avery dropped her bag and sat down on the floor. She
grabbed a long, skinny piece of bread and started to eat. She suddenly felt
pathetic. The urge to cry came over her, but she fought it off. She never cried
because anytime she ever did, something bad would happen to her. Thinking back
on her escape plan, Avery knew she should have just killed him. She should have
emptied a fucking clip right into his head. But if she had done that, there
would have been half a dozen guys looking for her, and they wouldn ’ t stop until they had her head,
literally.
    The back of the bakery was comfortable. The bread was
delicious and inside, Avery started to feel cozy. She finished the bread and
sat with the dim light shining down on her. She thought of that MC and how
strange it was that something blew up just as she dropped the motorcycle. Maybe
that ’ s why she had stayed
in this town. If that MC was in trouble, maybe she could help them and in return
they could help her. However, she had no idea how she would be able to help
though … all she was used
was spreading her legs and taking orders.
    Avery put her head back and let out a sigh.
    “ I need
to change this, ” she
whispered. “ I need to heal
and get the fuck out of here. Start over. ”
    It made sense. Or at least it was easy to say.
    Avery closed her eyes, just for a minute, she promised
herself, and whispered to herself.
    No more bikers … definitely no more fucking bikers …

four.
     
    Miller sat at the head of the table looking angry. Everyone
looked angry, and rightfully so. It felt wrong with an empty chair at the
table. Erik ’ s chair was
turned, facing Jace. Landon sat across from Erik ’ s
empty chair and he hated the sight of it.
    “ Christ,
those assholes are ruthless, ” Shay said.
    Everyone had skipped the shot glasses and went for the
whiskey bottles. Shay lifted the bottle and drank from it.
    “ They
were young, ” Landon said. “ Too fucking young. ”
    Gaige took a drag of his smoke and nodded. “ Too fucking young to be out
there like that. ”
    “ It was
suicide, ” Miller said.
    “ A
fucking sacrifice, ” Blaine
said as his lip curled. “ That
ain ’ t right, man. No matter
the rules and the MC. That ain ’ t
right. ”
    “ They ’ re dead now, ” Miller said.
    “ That
ain ’ t right either, ” Blaine said.
    “ Hey, ” Shay called out, “ they tried to fucking kill us.
And when we got the living one out to the road, he screamed like a goddamn
baby, wanting attention. I had no choice but to pull the fucking trigger. ”
    “ There ’ s other ways, ” Blaine said.
    Shay stood up. Blaine followed.
    “ Goddamn
this, ” Miller shouted. He
slammed his hand on the table. “ Sit
the fuck down. Not in the goddamn room. ”
    Shay and Blaine slowly sat.
    “ I ’ m just as ready to fight, ” Landon said. “ But we can blow off steam after
this, brothers. Right now, we need to sort this shit out. ”
    Gaige put out his cigarette and sipped