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“Is that a good idea?” he asked. “Maybe we shouldn’t leave Clover right now.”

“No, it’s cool,” Raina piped up. “Clover will be safe here. We have armed guards outside. It will give the two of us a chance to hang out without you idiots arguing and pissing me off.”

It wasn’t my safety that I worried about. Letting my men go off to a dangerous situation where anything might happen made my stomach flip. I knew they could take care of themselves. Things had just been so chaotic lately. I wasn’t feeling so confident these days.

“I’m sure we won’t be long,” Havoc said, taking his plate to the dishwasher. “We’ll have each other’s backs out there.”

This was something they’d agreed to when they joined Desmond’s organization. The mafia called, and they must answer. Having the time alone with Raina would be nice. Everything should be fine.

All three Angels paused to kiss me as they left. I swallowed down the urge to beg them not to go. Something didn’t feel right. I didn’t want them to leave.

Deciding that I was being ridiculous, I kept my concerns to myself. They didn’t need to be worrying about me while they had to be focused.

“Be careful,” I said as they left the house. I glanced over at the black sedan parked out front. Two mafia men sat inside, watching as the six guys filed out of the house.

Raina closed the door behind them and locked it. “Don’t worry about them, Clover. My dad wouldn’t send them if he didn’t think they could handle it. Should we watch a movie? Have some drinks? Oh, we should order one of those to die for cheese cakes from that little mom and pop shop on the north side. You know the one?”

Forcing a smile onto my face, I nodded along as Raina rambled. She didn’t seem to be concerned at all. So I wouldn’t be either.

CHAPTER THIRTY

DAIRE

I hated leaving Clover behind. Nothing about it felt right. She was worried about us, but I was worried about her. Letting her out of my sight right now made me a little sick. This wasn’t the time for us to be separated. We had a serious problem that needed to be dealt with. Unfortunately, we had made a commitment to Desmond Monroe, and we needed to honor that.

The six of us crammed into Knight’s Jeep. It was a tight fit, but we made it work. We’d been given an address and clear instructions on how to handle the situation once we arrived.

Apparently, the men we were going to visit had worked for Desmond. They’d formed a small group and stole from him before disappearing. He tracked them down to this location. Our instructions were to bring back any goods we could recover and to remind these men what happened when someone crossed Desmond Monroe.

It wasn’t the worst of jobs. We would be able to let off some steam, work out some of this frustration. I rarely turned down the opportunity for violence, especially justified violence. Still, I didn’t like leaving Clover behind. The mobsters outside the house brought me some peace of mind. The ladies were safe.

“So what exactly did they steal? Does anyone know?” Blaze kept the conversation focused on work. A safe enough subject.

“One hundred kilos of coke and over a hundred grand in cash. Pretty decent sized haul.” Havoc studied his phone, mapping the directions to our destination. “Looks like they’re squatting in an abandoned warehouse near the business district.”

My knee bounced as I frantically tapped a finger on my leg. “Are we killing these traitorous fucks?”

Havoc seemed to have more information than the rest of us. “He said to do what we’ve got to do. He wants us to lay a serious beating on these guys and kill anyone who makes trouble.”

“Sounds good to me,” I murmured more to myself than to anyone else.

As we drove through the city, we made small talk. Relatively meaningless conversation to fill the space and avoid awkward silences, until Knight changed the course of discussion.

“Any idea who this mystery person is that’s after you guys?” he asked. “Maybe you should talk to Desmond. He might put someone on it.”

“The Sinners are looking into it. We gave them a laptop we grabbed from inside. They’re doing their best to come up with something useful. They owe us that, at the very least, after the shit they put us through.” My tone rang with bitterness. I’d had just about enough of those hacker fucks. If they couldn’t help us any further, I would speak to Desmond. This needed to stop.

Knight caught my eye when he said, “Let us know if you need anything. We’ll do what we can.”

Gage scoffed and muttered something beneath his breath but kept it to himself. No doubt he still wanted to kill me. I suspected that would never change. Fair enough. I still bore the scars of his rage from when he stabbed me in the arm. Although Raina was scarred too. Every time the Gods looked at her naked,they would think of me. Yeah, I would definitely want to kill me too. The scar on my throat had been a small price to pay.

“Thanks,” Blaze said, clapping Knight on the shoulder. “We appreciate it. That favor goes both ways.”

“Goddamn right it does,” Gage said, louder this time. “You guys owe us big.”

Havoc shot him a warning look that he ignored. Thankfully, our arrival at our destination kept the conversation from continuing. We drove past the warehouse once, circling back around to check out every side. There wasn’t even a car in sight. They must’ve been parking inside.

Knight didn’t bother to park down the street. Instead, he drove right up to the front door. We were all armed with guns, making me glad that I kept a backup in my car. It was a habit we’d started a while ago. Better safe than sorry.

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