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Waking up my computer, I start digging through recently opened files.

I’ve already been through the video footage from my office, so I know that she was on here right before she left. But with the angle, I couldn’t tell what she was looking at.

Whatever she saw on my computer is the reason she disappeared.

There’s nothing there at first, which means she deleted it intentionally to slow me down. She thinks she’s doing what’s right because I’ve kept her in the dark. She has no idea how messy this gets or that I’ve suspected theperson who hired her knew her outside of the job posting. It’s possible she thinks she can fix this.

I should have told her more.

It takes me a few minutes to recover what Luna deleted, and once I do, I see a message from the same unknown sender who started threatening me weeks ago, demanding I hand Luna over. The conversation quickly turns to them speaking directly to Luna, confirming they know her well enough to understand how she operates a system.

Whatever she did gave her away.

As I read more, I see why Luna left. They threatened Austin, Bea, the club, her home. She’d never let anyone hurt the people she cares about, so she probably thinks she’s doing the right thing.

She isn’t considering that we’re already at war. They were already coming whether she turned herself over or not.

I type the address they sent her into my phone. Chances are they’ve already moved her, but it’s a starting point.

Leaving my office, I make my way to the bar and see all my brothers gathered. Havoc is organizing the prospects and reassigning who is on patrol as Steel hands out guns and orders.

“Find her?” he asks me.

I shake my head. “Not exactly, but I know where she was headed.”

We load up into three vans, with Patch driving the one I’m in. Having a medic on hand is always important in retrieval missions, but I hope we don’t need him.

I continue scrolling through my phone while we drive to the warehouse district because something still doesn’t sit right. I assumed this was personal from the beginning, but the fact that they knew her style of hacking feels too specific. She’s been doing that since she was younger, so they could have come into her life at any point. Not to mention that they’re still hanging on after all this time.

Pulling up the address against city records, I look for any ties between the owner and Luna. We know whoever hired her joined the Iron Sinners after Albuquerque, but that’s it.

I search permits and ownership transfers until I find the warehouse they lured Luna to. I’m not surprised to see it’s in the name of a shell corporation because that’s how the Iron Sinners operate. Pulling up that particular business license, I review the names of the associates to see if any stand out. Surprisingly, one does.

Steven Ulysses.

It’s an uncommon last name and familiar to me. I’ve heard it before, but I just can’t place where it was.

Ulysses.

My heart hammers as I put the pieces together, and I think back to all the research I did on Luna when she first came to the clubhouse. I looked into every foster family she stayed with, and after the story she told me in the office, I circled back around to one in particular.

Birch and Maya Ulysses. She lived with them from fifteen to eighteen. They had two kids, and one was named Steven.

“Fuck.” I tip my head back, gripping my phone.

“What is it?” Legacy asks, but I don’t look over at him because that’s when it hits me.

This isn’t business, it’s personal.

He didn’t just hire her to do a job; he tested her for his club so he could bring her in. On top of that, Luna said he was the one to protect her from his father.

He thinks she’s his, and if that’s the case, there’s only one place he’d bring her.

I’d know. I did the same thing.

“I know where they’re taking Luna.” I look over at Legacy. “And we’ve got a problem.”

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