The man who had just arrived knelt beside Sophie, his eyes wide with a mixture of disbelief and sorrow. His name was Jack “Hawk” Turner, leader of the local motorcycle club and a close friend of Jonas “Grizzly” Keller. Sophie looked up at him, her eyes big and solemn.
“Are you Isla’s daddy?” she asked softly, still pressing down on Jonas’s wound.
Hawk nodded slowly, his voice caught in his throat. “Yes, I am. Isla… she was my daughter. How do you know her?”
