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Not.

At.

All.

Only, this wasn’t a mob situation. That was his job. This was a Major kind of a deal.

So he’d suck it up.

Oh, but if his wife got her ass into trouble, there would be hell to pay.

Bet on it.

“Dimitri, we’re riding out in ten,” she said. “Get suited up and have Heath ready to go. We’ll split up when we go in to cover our bases. No one leaves until we figure out how this place is tied to Fang, and if it’s funneling money to Alexsandr.”

That worked for him.

Maura wasn’t done.

“Family, do some research on that barber shop while we’re out. We’ll bring back what we find, but you need to get us anything you can that ties this to Fang in Boston.”

There were no arguments.

Well, none regarding the work.

“Dibs on a motorcycle,” Eve said. “I’m using one of them.”

That’s all it took.

Dakota gasped.

“Samesies,” said Jinx before Dakota could say shit about it.

The man sighed.

“Jesus, I want to strangle Elizabeth.”

MATE warned him.

“I wouldn’t suggest doing that. The Matrix will eat you,” MATE said.

And both Dakota and Rogue stared at each other.

Neither of them wanted to know what that meant.

No.

Freaking.

Way.

PASS.

Chapter Six

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