37. Davina
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Davina
I t doesn’t take long for us to settle up with patrons and close down The Haven. Hunter and Dash arrive and Mason ensures the other Harlots are good to go before we climb onto his bike. I clutch his waist tightly as he speeds off.
When we arrive at the clubhouse, everything appears to be fine. The place certainly isn’t burning down, but something happened or we wouldn’t be here.
“Jake!” Mason yells as we walk inside. “Bishop!”
“Yeah?” Jake answers from the sofa and Bishop asks, “What the hell is going on?”
Mason runs a hand through his hair and exhales. “I thought…never mind.”
“Where’s Charlie?” I ask, rushing down the hall. “Charlie!”
“He’s asleep, sis,” Bishop answers.
I check the room we usually stay in but he’s not there. “Where? Where is he?”
I push open the door to the next room. Empty. “Charlie! Charlie!”
He’s gone. My biggest fear is coming true. My son is gone. And a fucking monster took him from me.