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Steve and the rest of  conference guest rushed out to investigate the commotion outside.

Aziza was standing proudly in the centre with Seth and at least forty bikers riding their bikes slowly around her. She was surrounded but didn’t look bit  worried.

Steve swallowed hard, sweat already coming down his brow. He retied the strapping to secure Naomi who was fast asleep on his chest. If Aziza, a black woman was injured or worse in front of states department by a group of white bikers, there will definitely be war and his vision for the city and country would be completely destroyed. There was no sign of police, he had to do something but what could he do?

Aziza looked at her watch and smiled. It was

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