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I snort.“No, you weren’t.But let’s hear it.I want to know everything.”
“Not much to tell.We got them—all of them.Tate wasn’t at the docks, but Allen was, and most of their guys.This shipment was a big deal to them.”
“Where was Tate?”Troy asks.
“At home, jerking off to FansFirst videos, apparently.”
Troy frowns.“But you brought him in?”
An edge of impatience creeps into Grinnote’s tone.“Yeah.We brought him in and all the other low-life criminals, okay?It’s done.”
I raise my eyebrows.
“They’rethe low-lifes, of course.”Grinnote laughs uneasily.“Not you guys.”
“Of course.”I can’t wait until the Vorsong mess is truly behind us, so I can get away from this guy forever.“You wouldn’t do business with low-lifes, right?”
Grinnote looks up and down the sidewalk, realizing how exposed he is while we talk to him.“Right.Of course.”
Troy’s expression doesn’t change.“We want pics.Proof they’re all in custody.”
“I can’t do that?—”
In a soothing voice, I say, “You’ll find a way.Enjoy your run, Grinnote.”
As Troy and I get back in the truck, I look over at him.“You don’t think the pics are necessary, do you?”
He shrugs.“Doesn’t hurt.Besides, he’s getting too smug.”
Several hours later, Troy, Danica, and I are finishing a light dinner at home.Arky and Cackle have curled up together on Danica’s usual side of the sofa—Arky is fully, completely, forever in love with Danica.Cackle, too.I don’t blame them.
My phone buzzes in my pocket.I pull it out and see a series of messages from Grinnote.
Face after face of members of Vorsong Circle, many I don’t recognize, but quite a few I do.The photo quality is shit, but good enough for verifying these guys are locked up.Tate’s in there, and his brother Allen.All in holding cells.Their expressions range from angry to bored.
I show my phone to Danica and Troy.“They’re really locked up.Let’s go celebrate.”
“Didn’t we celebrate already?”Danica asks.
“Well, we can celebrate more than once.”I snag her arm and whirl her toward me for a kiss.“Put on something sexy.We’re going to Salt.”
* * *
Troy
Dani comes out of her room wearing the white dress she had on when we first met her.
I remember that night like it was yesterday.Watching her dance and flirt with that crowd of guys at the party.Every so often, she’d return her gaze to Edmund and me.Like she couldn’t look away.
We couldn’t look away, either.
And then after, in the back of the car, Edmund had finger-fucked her to orgasm while I watched.
So beautiful.
“Is this okay?”She holds out the white skirt.
“It’s so okay I want to bend you over and fuck you right here.”Edmund twirls his finger in the air, signaling she should turn for us.
