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The president of Havlin walked away, heading back to the parts shop. Dio looked at the others. Without saying a word, they all had the same concerns running in their head.

They had women who loved them, who wanted them to return home. They willingly risked their freedom and their life to make sure their families stayed safe and protected.

It was their job.

"Bring Skye and Rachel over to the house. I'll find two brothers who can guard them." Maverick coughed. "We'll ride out in two hours."

"Use Brett. Have him take Mariah to thehouse, too." Dio stroked his beard. "They're at the pool now. I'll go over there and get them."

Skye would feel better having her aunt and her best friend with her. She'd have less time to worry and overthink the situation.

"I'll contact Bane to have him take us off the crew for the week," said Ruger.

"Bane was outside when I pulled up." Dio checked his phone for any message as he walked away.

"Good. It'll save me a call." Ruger strode beside him. "Hopefully, we'll get those fuckers tonight and put an end to this shit. I'd like to see them all thrown in the fucking ocean."

"I hear you, brother." Dio pushed out the doors and headed around the building to the city pool next door.

The walk loosened his back. He took the steps up to the pool house two at a time and found Brett and Hawk talking to Daisy, who was standing on the other side of the counter. They all turned when he stepped through the open doorway.

"What's up, man?" Brett looked behind Dio. "Is it three o'clock already?"

"I'm early." He motioned for Brett to follow him outside.

Privately, he turned his back to the door, knowing Daisy was curious about any information. "I need a favor. Skye will be staying at Maverick's house with Brooke and Rachel. I need you to bring Mariah over there, too. Pick another member you trust to guard them with you until we're done."

Brett frowned. "You're riding out?"

He dipped his chin. "I need the women to remain safe."

"You can trust me." Brett clasped Dio's hand. "Watch your back."

"Yep, that's the plan." He slapped Brett on the shoulder. "I'll talk to Skye and then take her to her dad's house. We have less than two hours to ride out, so do what you have to do."

"On it." Brett followed him through the men's locker room and to the pool.

Mariah stood at the edge of the pool, talking with another woman. Dio scanned the water. Spotting Skye's slim arms rise and fall below the surface in lane six, he skirted the pool and arrived at the end before she arrived.

He squatted, ready to grab her as she reached the side of the pool, but she popped her head out of the water and smiled at him before he could touch her.

She blinked rapidly. "Hi."

He held out his arm. She grasped his hand, and he pulled her out of the water, dripping wet.

"Kiss me." He refused to let her go.

She stepped closer and wound her arms around his neck. Wetness seeped into the thighs of his jeans. He'd dry as soon as he got on his Harley.

Skye raised to her toes, sealed her lips against his, and sighed in his mouth. He held her tighter, feeling the need to keep her close to him and knowing he had to ride out. By tomorrow, he had to have a plan for getting her to and from her appointments. He would have to rely on his MC brothers since Maverick would be with him.

She pulled back and peppered soft kisses on his lips. "I didn't." Kiss. "Expect you." Kiss. "So early."

"Change of plans." He rubbed his mouth against her lips. "You need to get dressed. I'm taking you over to your dad's house. You're going to spend the night there."

"No." She wrapped her arms around his waist and held on to him. "Why?"

He walked backward until she let go, then grabbed her hand, leading her around the pool. "I have to ride out with your dad and Ruger. Rachel and Mariah will be there, too."