“About as good as you.” I answer not taking my eyes from Brandon across the room.

“We will get her back right?” I ask her quietly so Lorena doesn’t hear me. “They got you back.”

Elise hangs her head down and I know she doesn’t want to say what she’s been thinking.

“They knew where I was being kept, we don’t know where Natasha is.” I see some tears drip down onto her knees. “I hope they find her Lauren.”

“You will get her back.” I whisper and Elise frowns up at me. “We will get her back.”

“Lauren?” She asks suspiciously.

“Say hi to Elise.” I pick up Lorena and sit her on my knee.

“Lissy!” Lorena holds her arms out to her.

“Hello gorgeous girl.” Elise fusses her.

“You wanna brush my hair?” She asks her.

“Sure.” Elise takes the pink hair brush from me and sits Lorena on a chair in front of her.

“Church!” Shouts Franky from the other room. The doors are shut that connect this room to the bar room, but I suspect we would hear him from outside. He’s that freaking loud.

Brandon rushes up to me and grabs me in a tight hold. “We’ll find her.” He says before kissing me and putting me back down.

I watch him walk into church, my heart beating heavy in my chest.

“Lauren.” Spliff runs up to me.

“Hey.” I smile as Lorena jumps up into his arms.

He gives her a sweet kiss on the forehead, closing his eyes and breathing her in. It’s a sad and intimate moment between a father and his child.

“You good to watch Lorena?” He asks.

“Of course!” I take Lorena from his arms and she giggles as I tickle her. “We can have some more fun right gorgeous?”

“I love Lauren Daddy.” Lorena giggles as she wraps her arms around my neck.

Spliff watches us with tears in his eyes. “Thank you.” He whispers, winking at Elise and walking with the other brothers to church.

“That poor man.” Elise watches him go from her seat.

“Too much has happened to this club.” I grumble, settling Lorena down and getting out her books and colours for her to play.

“Lauren, you’re not going to do anything stupid are you?” She asks with those suspicious eyes of hers again.

“I will try to do whatever is in my power to get Natasha back.” I answer honestly.

“Lauren.” She warns.

“Don’t worry Elise.” I sit down beside Lorena and join her with colouring.

She doesn’t need to worry herself about what I’m planning to do. It will only warn Brandon and the rest of the club as to what I’m doing. I will not let Strike have Natasha. I know he means to kill her that was plain to see in the letter he had left her and I will not allow him to do that.

Besides, my plan won’t work anyway. No matter how much I would love to save Natasha, I don’t know where she is, just like everyone else.

An hour later and the men are still busy in Church. It has to be about Natasha, there’s no doubt and I’m itching to know what they’re discussing. I tried to sneak closer to the door to listen in, I know I shouldn’t but I really want to know. Unfortunately for me, Franky had thought of this and had Prospects stood outside so I couldn’t get anywhere near.

Unless Brandon wants to tell him himself, I will never know. A Kings member rule, tell your old lady how much you want, just not too much. Brandon lets me know little things, just not the big deals going down or violence. I don’t want to know any of that.

However, now that my best friend is in the hands of Strike, one of the most evil men I’ve ever know, I need to know the whole truth. I want to know where The Kings are at in getting Natasha back because I have to have her back here with me, with Devlin and her family.

Lorena is busy playing with Nelly and her two year old son Bobby. I watch Lorena laughing as she plays with the little boy and I spot Drew through the door sat at a table in the bar.

I get up and quickly make my way over to her. I haven’t spoken to her since she told us what Strike had said and done. She wouldn’t open her door to me or anyone else so seeing her sat here shocks me. She doesn’t see me approach until I’m right in front of her. She jumps and her eyes widen.

“Shit Lauren you scared me.” She gasps.

“Sorry.” I sit beside her and look her over. She doesn’t look great. Thankfully the dirt that covered her last night has been washed away but the bruises have darkened on her face. She has that lost look in her eyes that I’m all too familiar with.

“I’m so sorry Lauren.” It’s sad that she still doesn’t understand that none of this is her fault.

“Drew, stop doing this to yourself.” I insist.

She shakes her head. “I watched her being thrown to the floor, knocked out cold and I couldn’t do anything. A man held me so tight, I could even feel how excited he was Lauren. Those men are monsters and I let them take Natasha.”

Tears gather in her eyes and she shakes her head. It’s clear to see that she’s disgusted in herself and that saddens me.

“Believe me Drew, if you had tried anything Strike would have hurt you further or even killed you.” I nod when she widens her eyes. “He doesn’t think things through, he would‘ve got angry and done something.”

“What’s going to happen to her?” She asks after a few minutes silence.

“I don’t know but Strike has this weird obsession with her. Unlike mine, he loves to torture Natasha.” Flashes from our shared time with The Devils invades my memory.

“Yeah he said something about that last night.” Drew admits.

I quickly close the distance between us. “What did he say?”

Drew looks around and then back to me. “He said he wanted to hurt her so bad.”

I lean back in the chair and exhale. I desperately hope she’s ok.

“Lauren,” Drew adds quietly. “Strike told me to tell you something.”

“What?” I ask in urgency.

Instead of saying anything, she reaches under her jeans and tucked in the waist band is a piece of paper. Her eyes dart around and she quickly hands it over.

“What is this?” I ask, holding it up.

Drew lowers my hand under the table. “It’s an address.”

My heart speeds. “This is where Natasha is?”

“I don’t know.” Drew whispers back. “Strike gave it to me and told me to give it to you and only you.”

I open the folded paper and read the address. I know where she is! This has to be the place Strike has taken Natasha.

“Why didn’t you tell Devlin or your dad last night?” I ask, a little angry that she has known this all this time while Strike is doing god knows what to Natasha.

“He told me, if any man goes to this address, they will be shot dead. If any women who aren’t you turn up, then they’re officially his property.” She cries. “Lauren he said if you don’t go he will come back here and kill anyone who gets in his way until he gets to you, me, Elise and any other women belonging to this club.”

“The children.” I whimper, looking around at the many families filling the clubhouse.

Drew sadly nods. “He said he’d give you two days.”

“That’s tomorrow.” I clarify and Drew nods again.

“I’m so sorry Lauren.” Drew sobs and I hold her in my arms.

“This isn’t your fault. We all knew it would come down to this, I’m just happy that I got to have some happiness for a while.” I admit, my own tears dropping from my face.

Drew and I cry together, and I don’t even realise that Church has ended until strong arms surround me and pull me from Drew. I look up to see Brandon’s concerned eyes looking down at me.

“I think we found her baby.” He whispers to me.

“What?” I gasp.

“I think we know where Tasha is. We’re going tonight.” He smiles down at me, but I’m not happy at all. If they know where Natasha truly is being kept, then I have to get there before they do. I don’t want any of my family getting hurt.

I look over Brandon’s shoulder to see Drew wrapped up in her father’s arms, looking as shocked as I am. She must have heard the news too. With the paper scrunched in my hands, I nod to Drew confirming my decision and she cries harder in Franky’s arms.