Little Girl Ran Past Everyone Else To Grab The Scariest Biker In The Parking Lot

The soccer moms scrambled backward, clutching their children, but the bikers ignored them completely.

“It’s Rebecca Bradley’s little girl,” he said quietly, and the other bikers immediately formed a protective circle around Emma.

The station manager was on his phone now, probably calling the police. “I’m warning you, step away from that child or—”

“Or what?” the biker asked calmly. “You gonna call the cops? Good. Call them. Tell them the Guardians of the Children have Emma Bradley, and she’s safe. They’ll know what that means.”

I was the only “normal” person who hadn’t retreated. Something about the way these men moved, the way they positioned themselves, told me this wasn’t an abduction. This was a rescue.

“Ma’am,” one of the bikers addressed me, his voice respectful despite his intimidating appearance. “Would you mind going inside and buying some water and maybe some band-aids? Emma’s feet are pretty cut up.”

I nodded, hurrying inside. Through the window, I watched the lead biker – the one Emma had run to – take off his leather vest and wrap it around her small shoulders.

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