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After several hours Knuckles stood up, patting me on the shoulder. “We should start heading back.” Sighing, I nodded and stood up but stopped as Knuckles stayed standing and blocking the path out. “You know everything will work out.” I shook my head, “I hope you're right.” Reaching out, he let his hand fall back on my shoulder. “It will, and the person that did it will wish he didn’t. I may not agree with all the choices your mother made when it came to you, but she was still your mother. The club should have still protected her. And either the police do their jobs and find who did it, or the club will. Either way, whoever it was will wish they hadn’t messed with a family member.” Slowly I nodded. Patting my shoulder a couple more times, he moved aside, allowing me to walk next to h
