30 Bikers and a Rusty Red Truck

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*Katrina POV* Our visit seemed to fly by, and by the end of it, I think Seth fully understood why I had to do what I was doing. It was obvious he didn't like it, but at least I got him to understand. I promised that his property would still be looked after, and his taxes and such would still be paid. When I said I wasn't going to turn my back on him, I meant it. On the ride back, we were still being followed by Anthony's men. However, there was an old, red pickup truck following them, and it became increasingly obvious that they were following him after we got off the exit and so did they. "Amber, I think we are all being followed. We need to go straight to Charlie's where Derrick and his dad are. Can you call your patrol buddies?" I asked. "The red truck?" she asked. I nodded and t

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