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

“Sanctuary,” the biker said quietly. “The word is sanctuary.”

Emma nodded, tears streaming down her face. “She said you’d remember her. Said you’d protect me like you protected her.”

One of the soccer moms who’d been filming finally lowered her phone. “Wait… are you saying this little girl’s mother was… that you helped her mother twenty years ago?”

The biker, who I’d heard the others call Tank, nodded without looking at her.

“Rebecca Martinez she was then. Eight years old, covered in bruises, running from her stepfather. Found us at a Harley shop. Ran straight to the biggest, meanest-looking biker she could find – happened to be me. Said her teacher told her if she was ever in real trouble, find the bikers with the skull patches.”

“Mrs. Patterson,” Emma said suddenly. “That was Mommy’s teacher. She’s my teacher now too.”

Tank smiled sadly. “Linda Patterson. She knew what we were about before anyone else did. Sent more than one kid our way over the years.”

The sound of sirens approached, and two police cars pulled into the station. The officers who stepped out didn’t have their hands on their weapons. Instead, they nodded at the bikers with what looked like respect.Continue reading…