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We were covered with ash, soot, and debris from top to toe. While we weren’t hurt, my ears were ringing. It would go away soon enough. Being used to it, it was just a way of life.

“Drugged the two cops, went in, got the prints and headed out. Heard two voices,” Jacks relayed what they’d said. “Then shit hit the fan. Those two did not make it, so whoever detonated the bombs didn’t want any witnesses.”

“You didn’t see any cars or who those fuckers were?”

“Nothin’. They must’ve parked on the other side,” Nox responded, crossing his arms over his chest then nodded to me. “He saw ’em.”

I started to relay everything I could remember as Cooper wrote it all down. One guy glasses, goatee, dark brown hair balding with that rimmed around from ear to ear. Black hoodie, jeans, black gloves, carried the boxes. The other was in his forties, dark brown hair, a bit shaggy, dark hoodie and pants. He had a small lip on his left side, and a tattoo of a symbol on the right side of his head.

Grabbing a piece of paper, I drew what I could remember of the ink. Closing my eyes and focusing, the tat came into view clear as day. It was two triangles with an octagon surrounding it. At the very top there was an unusual flag with criss-crossed stripes and a square in the middle. And that was it. It was only maybe the size of a half dollar.

“Please tell me you got fuckin’ prints before all this shit,” GT barked to all three of us.

“Ton of ’em.”

Buzz came up. “Give ’em here. I’ll get Ax and Raid to pull their dicks out of whoever they’re in and get them running on our system.”

Jacks held out the kit, and Buzz took it, turning around and moving to the bank of computers that had a very high-end scanner.

“The good news is they’ll pin it on the two guys there instead of us.”

“Right. That’s the good news,” Nox huffed.

“Think about it. Cops come to, find the two bodies, bam. Done. And we got what we wanted. It was pretty smooth if you ask me,” I reply.

Jacks shoulder checked me as he walked by. “Nobody fuckin’ asked you, prospect.” Then he was gone. Considering he'd acknowledged I was a prospect, I would consider this progress.

“Get cleaned up,” Cruz called on a chuckle as he moved to Buzz.

“You do know you’ll never get in while Jacks is here, right?” GT asked me, a small smirk on his lips. Inside it pissed me off to feel like he was finding the situation with Jacks as a way to keep me out. I’d never let him know it, or anyone for that matter.

“Challenge accepted.” I smiled, turned and made my way above ground, through the door and stared out at the courtyard of the clubhouse. Still my girls weren’t there, but it was late.

Heading back in, I took the stairs two at a time, making it to our floor. Arriving at our door, I turned the handle, but it was locked.

“Shit.” I never got the key from my mom. Or was it a code? Fuck, I didn’t remember. Lightly, I tapped the door, not knowing if Remy was asleep yet. She probably was.

“Who is it?” Ensley asked very quietly, telling me that Remy was asleep.

“Micah.”

The locks instantly disengaged, and the door swung open. Ensley took one look at me, her eyes going as round as saucers as she stood immobile for a moment. Gently, I pressed her stomach, causing her to take a few steps back. Shutting the door and locking it, Ensley still hadn’t said anything.

“I’m okay, Ensley.” While I wanted to wrap her in my arms, I was filthy. It would have to wait until I showered.

“You…” She paused. “Your…” She paused again. “I…”

A smile played at the corner of my lip. “Promise you, I’m fine. Just a little dirt. I’ll jump in the shower and be out quick.”

“Are you sure? How’s your arm?”

To tell you the truth, I’d forgotten about my arm. There were more pressing matters to attend to. Unfortunately, since she’d brought it up, I could feel it. “I’m good, Ens.” I’d looked over to the play pen, seeing Remy fast asleep. It was the first time I was able to stand and watch her sleeping. She looked like an angel hugging on to a blanky and her thumb in her mouth.

So peaceful. So innocent. A clean slate of life to live and grow.

Never thought a tiny human would make me feel so complete.

“She just went out,” Ensley said, pulling me back to her.