Claire is in the clutches of the gang leader and the men of the church, along with Clayton and Gabe, are looking for her. Not finding her anywhere else, Gabe decides to go to the gang’s hangout.
Clayton raised an eyebrow at Gabe. The young Mexican man tipped his head indicating Clayton should follow him. The door closed behind them and they were expertly frisked. Afterward, they followed the doorman to an inner chamber. Lights blazed, music blared, smoke filled the air—both cigarette and marijuana. No one paid much attention to the teenagers as they followed the man across the room.
At the far end, a dais had been constructed from palettes and bricks. A large chair stood in the middle. A man dressed in a white suit sat on the chair, eyes examining the room carefully. Two women draped themselves over him, hands busily stroking. He didn’t seem to…
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