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The woman smirked. “Why don’t we take the girls, and you stay, so she can have a chance of climbing?”

“You sure?” the man asked worriedly. “They are all hyped up on sugar and junk food.”

“And it won’t be the last time. Girls, let’s go,” the woman firmly ordered in that motherly take-charge, no-butt’s-about-it tone. The two goblin girls took her hand as the other man pushed the stroller with the sleeping babies, leaving the father with his eager daughter.

I watched when he put her back on the ground and she rushed over and stood next to Drew, who smiled down at her.

“I can’t say no to her,” he said, stepping closer to me.

Looking up at the man, I nodded. “I know what you mean. I only have one, and he gets away with murder.”

“The three young girls are mine. The oldest and the two babies sleeping in the stroller belong to my best friend and his wife. The woman is my girl’s aunt. We kinda co-parent all of them.”

Smirking, I admitted, “I was wondering if you were one of those new socially meshed families.”

The man chuckled.

“MOM! LOOK!”

Turning back around, I watched as Drew took his time making his way up the rock wall. What also caught my attention was he was helping the little girl as well. She did everything Drew instructed her to do.

“You’re raising a good Batman,” the man acknowledged.

“Thank you.”

“So, does Catwoman have a Catman?”

“No, it’s just me and Batman.”

The man extended his hand and smiled. “I’m Chris.”

Taking it, I replied, “It’s nice to meet you.”

“Mom!” Drew shouted, running over, wrapping his arms around me. “That was so much fun!”

Smiling down at him, I said, “It sure looked like it.”

“Daddy. I climbed too!”

Chris bent down and picked up his daughter, hoisting her high in her arms. “I saw, and you had Batman with you to protect you. That was pretty awesome.”

Turning back to me, Chris added, “Well, I better get this little princess home. Thank you, Batman, for looking out for my girl. Gotham City was lucky you were here to save the night.”

Drew smiled up at the man as I watched them both disappear into the crowd.

Chapter Six

Fury

A week later...

Sitting in the boardroom, I said absolutely nothing as Montana ranted, bitched, and moaned. He’d been doing a lot of that lately, and frankly, his display of arrogance and hostility was becoming a detriment to the club. I didn’t know what bug crawled up his ass, but if he didn’t get off his high horse soon, the club’s little ghost file problem was going to turn into a big fucking problem.

As it was now, I noticed Montana had been spending more and more time at the clubhouse than at home with his wife and kid. He’d also started drinking more. The moody fucker was going to go into cardiac arrest if he didn’t chill the fuck out and think rationally. If he didn’t, he was on the verge of losing everything. It didn’t take a genius to read the writing on the wall.

I’d been a businessman since college, and even I knew the warning signs. Yes, the Soulless Sinners were a motorcycle club, but we were also a business, and with all our firms embedded within the club, we all had a stake, a say in what happened and what we did.

The problem was, getting the annoying fuck to speak.

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