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“Former?” Felix repeated. “Ah, so you killed him, I take it?” No one confirmed or denied anything. Felix shrugged. “Leon was a pain in the ass. I’d have killed him eventually, so you merely saved me the trouble. But that doesn’t change the fact that book contains something my boss wants, and he has instructed me to get it back by any means necessary. I don’t take pleasure in harming women, so once I have the book, Ms. Saylor will be free to continue on.”

“All this over a book,” Warg remarked with a shake of his head.

“All this over the power that book contains,” Felix corrected. “I looked into you when I realized this was where she was hiding, and I know you’re smart men. I imagine you found the list and the template, so let’s be straight. My boss wants the book, the template, and the list. For that, he’ll leave your lovely lady and your little club alone.”

“You have no power to bargain here,” Savage growled, coming up behind them.

Felix took him in, eyes pausing on his President patch before continuing, “I think you’ll find that I have all kinds of bargaining power. Because you see, unlike Leon with his idiotic short-sightedness, he wasn’t as quiet about what he was planning as he liked to think. He bragged to the wrong people, who told my boss. And now, unknown to Mr. Long, who I would also guess is either dead or being held here, his entire ring has been shut down. Not only will their clients be calling on them very soon, but they’re looking for a new supplier.”

“You want to be that supplier,” Jax finished, watching him.

He gave a cool smile. “A lucrative deal for all, but we can’t go forward without the book or the template.”

“And if we don’t give it to you?” Savage asked.

“Well, that would be a most unfortunate choice,” he continued calmly. “One call to our new connections, and this entire compound along with everything and everyone in it, would be nothing but rubble by the time they were finished.”

They all stiffened at the clear threat. “And Saylor?” Jax asked.

Felix looked at him. “All I want is the book. I don’t give a damn what she does.”

“Your boss won’t be going after her?” Jax pressed.

“My boss will be satisfied if I tell him I’ve handled the problem. He won’t question it,” he replied. “Oh, and I want Mr. Long, if he’s still alive. We’ll need him to ensure a smooth... transition of services.”

“Come back in two hours and we’ll have a decision,” Savage told him.

Felix’s eyes narrowed. “No,” he said firmly.

“You don’t have a choice,” Savage replied bluntly. “We’ll make our decision and let you know then. You can leave now and come back, or you can stay, and you’ll be joining Mr. Long until we decide what to do.”

Felix didn’t move, but finally said, “Fine. I’ll return in two hours, but if I don’t like your decision, the conclusion of our next meeting will not be nearly so comfortable. Remember that.” Then he slid into his SUV and drove away.

“Round everyone up for Church,” Savage ordered. “This isn’t over yet.”

That was what Jax was worried about.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

SAYLOR

She found Wren, Win, Karissa, Glitch, and Taz at the edge of the field behind the warehouse, standing in a semi-circle arguing. “I’m not going to kill him,” Taz argued. “I just want to make him hurt a little. Enough that he won’t be this stupid again.”

“No,” Wren and Win both said firmly, crossing their arms over their chests. They were still pale, and there were flashes of pain in their expressions when they moved too fast, but otherwise, you’d never know what they went through mere hours ago. Same with Karissa and Glitch, who were watching the exchange with frowns of their own.

“And how are you going to stop me?” Taz demanded.

“We don’t have to,” Win huffed. She jerked a thumb at Karissa and Glitch. “They can hold your ass down just fine until we’re back to one hundred percent. Tom is being a dick, but you can’t hurt him or kill him. We can handle him ourselves.”

“We don’t need a man to handle him for us,” Wren added for good measure. “You normally fuck it up anyway.”

Ah, now she was starting to see what was going on. Poor Tom had no idea his entire life was being protected by these two girls, even with how pissed they were.

Taz threw up his hands in exasperation. “I don’t want to fix it for you,” he argued. “I just want to show him what happens when he messes with my favorite nieces. This is purely for my own selfish pleasure. You both are free to make him suffer any other way you like.”

“Ignore him,” Glitch advised. “He gets really pouty when he doesn’t get what he wants.” Taz glared at her.

Karissa turned when she heard Saylor and Ursa approaching behind them. She wasn’t sure why Ursa followed her, but she didn’t care. The man hadn’t said a word. “Come to join our party?” Karissa asked her when she came to a stop beside her.

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