Page 73 of Rascal

Angrily, I turned and faced him. “Hey, I didn’t say anything.”

“No. Chance did, but you didn’t defend her,” King stated, pointing at Chance.

“The fuck I said anything,” Chance denied.

“You’ve done enough; if not for you, she wouldn’t have been here.” King parroted.

Chance paled. “Shit, I didn’t mean it like that!”

“Hallie’s gone to confront Kira,” King exclaimed with alarm.

“How? How could she know where Kira is?” Chance demanded.

“Hallie’s phone pinged with a text,” I said.

“Mia Charlotte’s missing!” Thalia cried, rushing in behind me.

Bear stiffened. Murderous intention crossed his face.

“Babe?”

“All the kids are accounted for apart from Mia Charlotte,” Thalia gasped as tears streaked down her cheeks. Thalia’s knees began to give way, and Bear grabbed her.

“Kira!” Chance ground out.

“Hallie’s just left. She’s gotta have received a message from Kira,” I stated through stiff lips.

“Fuck!” King roared. “If anything happens to Hallie, you’re at fault!” he screamed.

“That woman has my baby!” Thalia cried, and agony raced through me. Mia Charlotte was four years old. Against someone like Kira, she was helpless.

“Hallie’s gone after Mia Charlotte,” King ground out.

“Where?” Bear demanded.

“How the fuck would I know? If your asshole president hadn’t blamed Hallie, she might have stayed and told us. Now two innocent lives are at risk, and instead of an entire MC coming for Mia Charlotte, she only has Hallie!” King yelled. “God, you people are such cunts!”

“Let’s go,” I growled.

“Where?” King demanded.

“Fuck know, but we’re going to look until we find her,” I replied. We both headed for the door.

“I’ll activate the allies,” Chance stated.

I snorted, whatever. If anything happened to Hallie, I was done with Hellfire. Chance knew words could be misconstrued and had lashed out at Hallie. This wasn’t her fault, and Chance knew it.

“Try Hallie’s cell,” I said to King.

King punched in her number, and it went straight to answer phone. “She’s turned it off.”

“I’m going after her,” I announced and raced for my Hog. “Head towards the I90.”

“On it,” King replied, following me. “Damn, Hallie’s taken my SUV!”

“You’re with me!” Dollar ordered, heading for his car. King didn’t argue and followed him. I hit my bike and roared out through the smashed gate. Hallie and Mia Charlotte needed us.

Hallie