Chapter 23
Cole I can not explain the feeling of knowing you've spent years searching for someone, only to have them stolen from your grasp. The moment Jay told me that the Rebels’ leader - a notorious bastard they called Bandit - had Harley and that they were holding her hostage until he paid back money he stole from them prior to his incarceration I knew that it was bad. And then he confided that he had been working with a police investigator trying to nail the Rebels for transporting and selling drugs. I wanted to throttle him. I wanted to put my hands around his neck and squeeze until his eyes bulged. It was probably a good thing that his sponsor arrived at that moment and insisted that Jay stay with him for a couple of days. He needed to get a handle on his addiction, and I needed to get a
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