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back like that, but you were mine the day I laid eyes on you.” He reached out a hand and laid it against Kevin’s cheek. “No one—and I mean no one—is ever going to hurt you like that again. I love you, kid.”
    While the small gathering increased in size from curious people wanting to know what the child was yelling about, Future went back to her original seat and watched the mini circus. For once her gift had helped the two involved and she felt good about the outcome. Thinking about touching Big Dog, even for the brief time she had, made her shiver. There were spots in his being that she hadn’t been able to read. It was refreshing not to have to take on all of his secrets. The kid was right. Big Dog wasn’t afraid of much, and the few things he might have feared, she hadn’t seen.
    She knew she hadn’t been summoned here to deal with this family drama. It had been a test of sorts. She texted Clementine to see how the bar was doing and they chatted for a few minutes. All was well at home, and there was a very happy little boy still dancing around the room looking so weary she was afraid he would drop in place from exhaustion. One of the women she’d seen when she came into the front door, swooped Kevin up and tossed him fireman style over her shoulder amidst his calls of goodbye to everyone in the room.
    Big Dog stepped into her line of sight and pulled out a chair to sit down at her table. Ah, now the real reason for getting me here .
    “You did good with the kid. So now I have a treat for you. You might even call it a gift. Come with me.” He stood and walked toward a door near the back of the room and she had to quicken her steps to keep up with his stride. He waited for her at the door and opened it for her to walk through before him. A gesture so polite that she hadn’t expected it from him, but she went with it. The short hallway led to steps leading down, and they went down. Another door, and again, she was ushered through first. The room was large. She wasn’t surprised to see what appeared to be cell doors like they had in prisons with the tiny windows in the door and bars in the openings.
    Demon and Knight were there, along with two other large men, one was bald and sported tattoos on his head where hair should have been, and an earring of thick gold. The other man appeared to follow the fashion of Goth. Everything he wore was black, right down to the three teardrops tattooed under his eye. He was as big as Demon, but much scarier in appearance.
    “You know Demon and Knight, The guy in black is Freakshow, and the other man is Seth.” He nodded to Freakshow and he opened one of the two cell doors, walked into the room and dragged out a man wearing a Breed cut. He pulled the resisting prisoner over to stand six feet from where she was and grabbed the greasy hair, pulling the man’s head back so she could get a good look at him.
    Her blood was running fast and hot. He was one of the bastards who grabbed her to begin with. He’d laughed while he violated her body and pounded his fist into her ribs afterwards. He was also one of the men who killed Frenchy.
    She bunched her fist and started forward, but Big Dog held her back.
    “Tell me who this man is and what he did the night of the attack.” He wasn’t giving her a choice, if she wanted to hurt the bastard, she was going to have to relive the night, She shook with the need to finally have some payback.
    “In fact, let’s see who else we have to sweeten the deal for you.” Seth opened the next door and she waited to see who he was bringing to the party. Before he had the man completely out of the doorway, she could see that it was Jarl. The cruelest of the bunch who had tortured her. She had scars on her body that reminded her of his cruelty every time she looked in a mirror, and the temptation to kill the evil bastard was too much for her to exercise caution, there was an orange red haze over her brain and she yanked her arm away from Big