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"Three members of the Shadow Weasels."

Ash stiffens, as this is a rival biker club that periodically likes to cause shit within the Havoc Guardians' territory.

"They hit my weapons shipment, Ash. They were mine to deal with, but I let Pix and Bane know."

Bane is the Havoc Guardians's VP, and Pix is the enforcer. She's tiny but vicious and slightly insane, so the perfect enforcer in my book. Ash relaxes back, giving me a nod.

Lixin looks at the others before turning back to me. "You're dismissed."

Fuck, this guy is a cunt.

But I keep my mouth shut and lumber to my towering six-five height, feeling every second of my thirty years at the moment with my fatigue.

I'm not in the clear yet. The Chamber will play a role similar to a tribunal. They'll review all the evidence from our interviews, the footage they'll gather from the CCTVs from my drive here, and the recordings in the waiting area. They'll grill Raf. Everything will be analyzed—our words, tones, inflictions, and body language. They'll interview Gus and Gilly's staff to see if I have more than the approved non-relationship with Aiken.

"Is Massimo still on site at Gilly's?" I ask my father, and he nods.

Massimo is helping at Gilly's, as would all the second-in-commands of the Chamber. Gus will be there with Ambrose,Gilly's head of security, and the Police Commissioner will provide off-the-books CSI specialists to gather and analyze whatever evidence they can. Plus, an immediate autopsy of Aiken will be arranged to occur in the back of our funeral home, which will then prepare Aiken for his stay in the afterlife.

I turn on my heel, happy my part is over.

The door opens as I approach it, and Molly gives me a not-so-subtle eye-fucking as she lets Raf in. He smirks at me and says in a low voice, "No need to wait for me unless you're planning to join for a three-way."

I shake my head. "Have fun."

"Your loss, brother."

As I stride out, images of Aiken lying in his blood hit me again, and I grind my jaw. I'm definitely ready for this night to be over.

Chapter 3

Vito

MyphoneringsasI'm getting into my car after stopping at Lexa's for her booty blow job request.

Starting my car, I answer Massimo's call and put it on speakphone. "You're on the mike with Big Dick."

He chokes on a laugh. "You are a big dick."

I laugh as I pull out onto the street. "Did you just make a joke, you grumpy motherfucker?"

He isn't as bad of a grumpy motherfucker as I let on—it's all part of our brotherly love. Massimo, by nature, is more serious and reserved, and he's become increasingly so as he co-leads our family due to our father's declining health.

"I shudder to think that you're rubbing off on me."

I waggle my eyebrows, even though he can't see them. "Speaking of rubbing one off—"

"Don't," he cuts me off, but chuckles. "Always the jokester."

"Only with family." My statement sobers us both up.

"Glad to hear your voice, Vito. It means you survived the Chamber meeting."

Well, I wasn't totally in the clear yet.

Instead of worrying my brother any more than I already had, I change the direction of our conversation. "How is everything on your end?"

"The CSI team is finishing up, and Aiken has been transported for autopsy. Gus is here; he notified all the staff and will work with the Chamber to interview them."

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