What hadn’t I just left her there? Yeah, they were in Blaze’s dad's bar and I knew she messed with some of my brothers but still; I didn’t have to stop and help her. Shit had nothing to do with me. And now look what I had gotten us into. A full on war unless I handed her over to them to rape and torture for as long as they deemed fit, she would be their prisoner for years before she was eventually murdered. “Cutter,” Blaze pulled me away from the wall. “Get a grip. We don’t have time for this. We need to figure out how we’re going to handle this and fast.” He slapped my on the back of my head and focused my vision on him. “How do you want to play it?” Blaze wasn’t stupid; he had known me too long. He knew. He knew I didn’t want to give up the damn girl. And he was right. I couldn’t put my finger on why exactly but I didn’t want to hand her over to them. I glanced at the door we had just emerged from. I didn’t want her going anywhere. I wanted her to stay right there… tied up on the bed I was calling mine for the night.
