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Alarm bells.

“A day away? What do you mean?” My tone is sharper than I mean it to be.

“I have tomorrow off from work, and I think it’ll do me good to get out. I’ll stay where it’s busy, promise! Tammy and Rachel have been begging for a catch-up, and then in the afternoon, I’ll head to Summerlin to visit Daddy.”

Match shifts uncomfortably. “Sweetness, I don’t think?—”

“I’ll take the bus. Public transport is safe, and besides, you guys need a rest from chauffeuring me all the time. Head to the cluband, I don’t know, pick up a cue or a pint of beer or something. You guys have done so much for me. You deserve to unwind.”

Unwinding would involve lying with Alice on the couch watching cop shows.

But whatever.

If it makes her happy.

“Okay,” I say, standing from the couch before intuition opens my mouth for me and begs her not to leave. Anxiety ripples through me every time she has to go to work. Something could happen, and something probably will—this feud between us and the Bratva is far from over.

Which is why we all need a good night’s sleep—to be alert for whatever tomorrow throws at us.

21

ALICE

I hurlmy guts into the toilet for the second time this morning.

My eyes haven’t even properly opened yet.

Blindly, I grab my phone from bathroom counter and read the time.

5:33 AM.

I guess I can officially call myself an early riser now.

Tick that item off my bucket list.

Whatwasn’ton that list, however, was this—embarrassing myself in front of a motorcyclist who shrivels me up and knocks all the air from my lungs.

And that’s when I’m not even doing anything embarrassing.

Today tells a different story.

“Alice? Are you Okay?”

“I’m fine.”

I’m not.

Wiping sick from my lips with tissue, I continue, “Just feeling a little unwell, that’s all.”

Stress is what I’m putting it down to—nothing else.

The P-word won’t be mentioned, because having a child isn’t in my five-year plan.

“Can I come in?” Brander calls.

“No!” I whip around. Didn’t even have time to lock the door. “Stay where you are.”

My eyes catch the shower. Just over a week ago, I was bent over in there wearing a butt plug as all three of them finished inside. And a couple weeks before that, there was the time in the doctor’s office, and they all came inside me that night too.

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