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The mention of the Black Hand hung in the air like a dark cloud. Emma and Jax knew they were playing with fire by pursuing this lead, but they also understood that backing down was not an option. The stakes were too high, the need for answers too great. If the Black Hand was responsible for Emma’s abduction and the chaos that followed, they needed to confront them. This was not just about vengeance; it was about closure. The atmosphere in the clubhouse was thick with tension as Emma and Jax prepared to leave. Word had spread quickly, and the members were on edge, wary of the direction this investigation was taking. Some whispered that they should stop, that pushing too hard could bring a world of trouble down on their heads. Others, particularly the younger members, were more eager, ready