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Then I looked over at the girls and nodded.

“You’ll be fine here with them. Nothing’s going to touch you as long as you stay inside the clubhouse.”

“I’m not scared!” she snapped and I turned to walk away.

I didn’t know what was going to happen tonight. Every time we came anywhere close to Eagle, some of us ended up narrowly escaping death. I didn’t know what he had planned for us tonight and if I would ever see Sabrina again.

I was headed to Drax’s office and stopped to look over my shoulder at her. She’d already been absorbed into the group. The others were asking her questions, trying to be as friendly with her as possible, but Sabrina was looking straight at me.

I didn’t know what she was thinking but I could sense she didn’t want me to go. Maybe this was what she needed to face. The reality of my life.The others were already in Drax’s office when I went in. They were making a plan of attack. Some of the senior members of the Granite Apostles were there too. Duke and Drax were talking.

Ghost gave me a nod when I walked in.

“So, he’s been hiding out there the whole fuckin’ time?” Drax growled. It seemed as if Duke had just given him some bad news about Eagle.

I looked to my side where Bolt was standing.

“Eagle has been in the woods, close to Ghost’s cabin; that is obviously how you bumped into him.”

I knew it. I knew I should have searched those woods again!

“And this is the reason why he is able to stay under the radar.”

Ghost shook his head.

“He’s been right there under my nose! In my woods!” Ghost was angry. He had his fists clenched tightly. Drax let out a sigh.

“We need to bring him in. Forget about everything else that has happened so far. We need to make sure this plan is airtight. No second chances after this.”

Bolt jumped in with a plan. Ghost should have been working on this plan, but he seemed preoccupied now. He was standing in the corner of the room, grumbling under his breath. I tried not to relive that night. The night when I got stabbed. I still didn’t have any memories of how it happened, but I could feel the dark woods closing in on me. The pain of the knife going through my stomach.

I pressed a hand over the bandage to where the wound was. Just as a reminder that it was still there.

“Everybody got the plan?” Bolt declared. I was only half-listening but I had a pretty good idea of what was required of me.

We left the building through the back door and got on our bikes in unison. Some of the Granite Apostles were coming with us, and then there were Ghost, Bolt, Flash and Drax. We were going to ride out as far into the woods as we could go without being detected, and the rest of the way we would have to go on foot. We didn’t want Eagle bolting on us again.

We rode in silence together. I thought about Sabrina sitting behind me. Her arms around my body. I hadn’t said goodbye to her, and yet I knew there was a possibility I could die tonight. I was prepared for that, but I wasn’t sure if I was prepared to never see Sabrina again.

It was still broad daylight, and this was exactly the plan. If Eagle was expecting an attack from us, he would expect us to strike at night.

We parked our bikes at the edge of the woods and started walking. We kept our heads down and tried to be as quiet as possible. Eagle was a bastard but he knew all the tips and tricks of surveillance and hiding out. That’s what made him good at it. But this time, we were going to get him.I could see Eagle through the window of his cabin. He was sitting on a couch in the middle of the room. It seemed to be a small, empty room with not too much furniture around. He was on his phone. A burner phone.

Flash was carrying a pair of binoculars and he gave them to me. I was staring at Eagle just sitting there, completely unaware that he was being watched right now.

“We’re going in,” Drax said in a low hiss. We were already in formation to attack the cabin from all sides. I just couldn’t believe it was actually happening. Finally. Eagle was going to be brought in.

We drew our weapons and attacked the structure. I could feel the searing pain on my side where the wound was making its presence felt. But I didn’t care. I was going to work through that pain and come out on the other side with Eagle’s head in my hand.