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CHAPTER ELEVEN: COMING HOME

Author: Frank Cannon
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-12-11 09:26:00

The ride back to Redemption Creek took four hours.

Candy drove while I sat in the passenger seat, watching desert turn to scrubland turn to the small town I once called home.

Nothing had changed. Same streets. Same buildings. Same memories haunting every corner.

"You ready?" Candy asked as we passed the town limits sign.

"No. But I do not think I will ever be ready."

She laughed. "Fair enough."

The Devil's Reign compound appeared ahead—familiar now in a way that both comforted and terrified me.

We pulled through the gate. Men stopped working on bikes to watch us. Women paused their conversations. Everyone knew who I was.

The girl who ran. The girl who came back. The girl their president went to war for.

Colt stood on the clubhouse steps, arms crossed, watching me with an intensity that made my breath catch.

I climbed out of the car on shaky legs.

We stared at each other for a long moment. He looked different. Tired. Older. Scars on his face that had not been there before.

"Hi," I said
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