Austin"I don't know anything about that piece of shit."I rub my hand roughly down my face. We have been at this for over an hour and this bitch still has not given us any information. She is sitting on our couch looking comfortable as fuck while all I'm thinking about is hitting something. Max, with the help of Snake, was able to track down Miranda, A.K.A Psych's baby mamma. I thought she would be timid and nervous around a bunch of angry brooding bikers, but she was quite the opposite. Strolled in here with her two kids and demanded "One of us stupid ass bikers" watch them while she had a smoke."When was the last time you seen him Miranda?" Snake demands in a coarse voice.That seems to startle her a bit, but she quickly applies her mask of defiance back on. She's hiding something, I fucking know it. I stride over to her, get down and close enough to her face and shout."Did you fucking hear him bitch? Where the fuck is he? I know you know something and you ain't saying shit,

AustinI pull up to the hospital not long after the phone call with Shane. All he told me was that I needed to get my ass over to the hospital as soon as possible, so that's what I did. I left Max to deal with Miranda and Snake. I know I shouldn't have done that, as president it's up to me to see out another president from my club but for once the club and all its rules are coming second. Hearing Shane's distress was enough of a kick in the ass for me to see that this woman was made for me and I have no intension of letting her go again. I just hope I'm not too late. Shane meets us half way up the emergency entrance and I stop so we can walk over from prying ears and eyes. Cops are usually in this area and I don't want them even getting in my way. Especially if my girl is danger."She showed up at work a few hours ago but Doc says she left early. Took her car. Got a hold of the security camera, she wasn't alone." Shane says when we are far enough away from people."How the fuck di

CandiceIt's been six weeks since everything went down and so much has transpired in that time. I was in the hospital a total of six days and when I was finally released they gave me three weeks off work. During that time I had a physical therapist help me move my back and arms better. I was still in pain because I did indeed get an infection, but after two weeks, I was able to move around easily. Rodger happened to be the one I was referred to and I was happy about it because it allowed me to get to know him better. He really is a good man and mom couldn't be happier. Jared ended up coming to the hospital once he found out what happened to me. I told him everything and apologized for not letting him know I was safe. I just wasn't used to anyone else in my life other than mom and grandma, but he showed me that I did, I had a big brother that wanted to help and protect me. I introduced him to mom a few days ago and at first mom was a bit taken back but she soon realized that I needed

VOLUME THREE: TRUTHAnna Age 5"Again."I run as fast as my little legs will carry. I hear father running right behind me and I know I need to beat him this time, I'm just so tired. The scorching sun reminding me of the invitation to a pool party I had to decline because my training came first. My training always came first."Do not let me catch up with you Annabelle." Father shouts from behind, his booming voice terrifying me enough to nearly stumble.This is our third time running today. I want to tell him that I don't want to run anymore, but I know what that will lead to. He just doesn't understand that I'm not as fast as Jed. I feel father gaining speed and know he is coming up right behind me. A gripping hand grabs the straps of the heavy backpack and my little body goes flying backwards.I land hard on the backpack which is holding about ten large rocks inside. My back immediately protests with pain. I hold in the scream that is threatening to rip out of my mouth because

AlanI walk down the halls of Northridge Academy one last time. As excited as I am to be moving to New York and starting new somewhere, I am really going to miss this school. I have been here a total of three years and even after everything that went down with me one dark and drunken night, the school staff and principal still supported me and welcomed me back when I was deemed fit to teach again.Mr. Tissimo, the school principal, greets me right outside his office door. When I first requested to work here in this school, I expected I would not get in. It being an Academy and all, had diminished my hopes. It wasn't until I was hired and was asked several times if I would have my father come and tour the school or take a look around at what needed to be fixed in the school, did I understand the true meaning behind my hiring. I am my father's son.Dad is a real estate tycoon that has recently announced his running for Senator. It didn't come as a surprise to our family, dad was alw