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The girl’s voice had been small.
But it didn’t sound weak.
It sounded… certain.
“He told me to find you because—”
She stopped.
Not because she didn’t know what to say.
Because she remembered exactly how he had said it.
The biker didn’t move.
Didn’t blink.
Something in his chest had already shifted the moment he saw the vest.
The leather wasn’t just old.
It was familiar.
Too familiar.