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“King, she’s protecting me,” she said, annoyed.
I rolled my eyes and let her go. That's the only reason Maverick was allowed to live.
“Boogie,” Ally cooed, laying her hand on his arm. “We need any evidence to point us in the right direction.”
“You know I’m?—”
“Mav, shut up,” Ally clipped. “Boogie, come on.”
She stood in front of him, and he finally saw her. He snaked an arm around her waist to bring their bodies flush.
“How the fuck did someone get inside?” I snarled and looked at everyone in the room leaving the unknown person for last.
“King and Boogie, this is Arthur. He was with me or Maverick the entire time he was here,” Ally said before I could question him.
Boogie glanced at me before we walked up to him.
“Guys, he?—”
Lance pulled him back.
“We are going to make this nice and simple,” I said, pulling a knife out.
“What are you here for?” Boogie placed his gun over his dick.
Arthur shivered as he looked between us, fear etched onto his face.
“I… I’m… I’m—” He swallowed audibly. “I’m here for an interview.” He said quickly. “I’m not stu… stupid enough to fuck with your girl or with the triplets.”
“Mav and I searched for him,” Lance said, handing over his file.
I grabbed it, flipped through it while Boogie still had his gun on his dick.
“He was with me when it happened,” Ally snapped.
“He could be working with someone,” Boogie retorted. “He was the distraction.”
“Who was he distracting me from? Everyone else was out here.” She sighed.
“There’s nothing out there,” Winchester said as he walked in with Ruger right behind him. “Manuel is missing too.”
“His room is empty,” Ruger said, leaning against a wall by the table.
I looked over at Lance.
“Fuck,” he growled. “Gather the other men.”
“Seems like you're off the hoo….hooo…hook.” Boogie teased Arthur.
“Boogie,” Ally chastised him. “Let me point a gun at your dick and see how you feel.”
“That sounds like foreplay, Little One,” he said, nipping at her shoulder.
Ally rolled her eyes at him as he turned around to talk to Maverick. “Thanks for cooperating with Arthur. I’ll let you know my decision.”
“Of course, just a little advice?” he asked.
“Sure,” she shrugged.
