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Victor nods like he understands, and I believe him.

He slaps his knees then stands. “Come on.” He holds his hand out for me, and I take it and let him help me up.

“Where are we going?”

He smirks and squeezes my hand before dragging me along beside the house.

“Victor, where are we going?”

He throws me a look over his shoulder and winks. “If I told you, I’d have to kill you.”

23

VICTOR

“Victor,” Mae hisses, keeping her voice low, but I ignore her and continue creeping to the barn. She follows right behind me and even grazes my shoulder when I slow. At first, she was curious, but the closer we get to the barn, the more guards we see, and the more afraid she becomes.

The barn is where the heroin is made and stored, so there are four guards who patrol the exterior, and then several men, all armed, are inside still working. It just got dark, so they’ll be done soon.

I creep low and eye the two guards talking to each other while neglecting to pay any attention to their surroundings. Blade spends so much time vetting these guys just for them to slack off, and no amount of ‘teaching lessons’ seems to work for him. I can’t blame them, though. The amount of security Blade has on this property seems like overkill to me.

I crouch behind tall weeds, just before the grass line, and Mae crouches behind me.

“What are we doing?” she whispers.

“Shh.” I hold up a hand and stare at the guards. Neither look our way.

My phone vibrates in my pocket, and I pull it out, quickly glancing at the screen. It’s Emily asking where we went. I type out a quick, “Sorry something came up, but we’ll be back.” and put my phone away.

Headlights shine from up the driveway, headed our way, and I look between it and the guards.

My fingertips press into cold earth as my knees cock. “Get ready to run.”

“What? Run where? What are we doing?”

The guards move their eyes to the Jeep, and I jump from the weeds and sprint to the barn. When I spin and plant my back against it, I smile at Mae running in her heels toward me. In a panic, she darts her eyes between me and the guards, only slowing herself down.

I turn my head toward the guards. They’re both still watching the Jeep.

Mae clings to my arm and presses herself against me. She gasps for air. “You asshole.”

“Take your shoes off,” I whisper, nodding toward her heels.

She quickly removes her heels and holds them in her hand. She trembles against me, and my cock hardens. Adrenaline rushes through me, and my spine tingles with excitement.

“Victor,please.”

I turn to her and point down the driveway. “See that Jeep?”

She looks over my shoulder and nods.

“We’re going to steal it.”

Her eyes widen to saucers, and her lips form an ‘O.’ “Why?”

I smile mischievously and shrug. “Why not?”

“Victor.”

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