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“You know what I mean,” Sienna snaps.

Maddoc doesn’t react to the little display of temper. “You can say whatever it is you came for in front of my brothers and Riley, or you can skip it. I literally don’t give a shit. But there’s no way in hell you’ve got anything to say that can’t be shared with my seconds.”

Sienna raises an eyebrow, giving me a pointed look.

Maddoc reaches a hand back and tugs me forward, draping his arm around my shoulders possessively.

“Or with our woman,” he adds, holding her gaze. A complicated series of expressions cross her face, but Maddoc doesn’t give her any time to sort them out. “Decide, Sienna,” he adds sharply. “I’ve got other shit to do. Tell me what you came to say, or get the fuck out of our territory. Logan will make sure you get across the border.”

Her face turns a mottled shade of red, her eyes darting between all of us for a moment, but there’s really only one option here if whatever the fuck she came for is that important for her.

“Fine,” she finally says, lifting her chin defiantly. “You want to know why I came? I’m here to help you take down West Point. I want to fuckingdestroyAustin McKenna, and you’re the only one who can do it.”

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RILEY

My eyebrows shootup as Sienna locks eyes with Maddoc, as if daring him to believe her. I’m not sure whether or not I do, but I do know I don’t trust her.

Or, for that matter, like her.

Around me, I can feel each of my men reacting with surprise too. None of us expected Sienna to say that, and even if their body language doesn’t give them away, I can tell that they’re just as shocked—and just as distrustful—as I am.

“Why?” Maddoc finally demands.

Dante snorts. “You really all that surprised she’d betray him too, Madd? We know her true colors.”

“Fuck you, Dante,” Sienna snaps. “He’s gonna take you Reapers out, andI’mthe one who walked in here to do something about that.”

“He’s not taking us out,” Logan says flatly.

Sienna laughs, sounding a little manic. “Do you even know how much money this bitch gave him?” She flings an arm in my direction, and I hear Dante’s gun cock under the table.

We all hear it… and Sienna’s eyes go wide.

“You wanna rephrase that?” Dante suggests quietly.

She swallows hard, shooting daggers at me with her eyes, then quickly looks away, taking a deep breath like she’s trying to center herself.

“I just mean that getting his hands on all that money has got him getting a little too big for his britches now,” she finally goes on, a little more subdued. “He’s been making all these plans, like, ever since I threw in with him, but now he can actually move on them.”

“We noticed,” Maddoc says dryly.

“Yeah, well did you also notice that he’s a power hungry psycho?” she snaps. “And the more power he gets, the more of an ego maniac that fucker becomes.”

“Of course we’ve noticed,” Maddoc says, starting to sound a little impatient. “None of this is fucking news, Sienna. Are you just here to whine, or do you actually want to take him down?”

“Of course I fucking want it.”

He waits her out, and after a minute, she quits glaring, her shoulders slumping in defeat. “We had a fight.”

“Okay,” Maddoc says flatly.

“Lookat me,” Sienna demands, waving her hands in front of herself. “This wasn’t just some minor argument. I told him I didn’t agree with some of the shit he’s planning, and he fucking snapped! He was supposed to marry me before that bi—”

All three men go rigid, and Sienna freezes like a deer in the headlights for a moment, then pivots quickly, wrapping her arms around herself and darting a quick look at me before staring down at the top of the table as she goes on.

“Before he got his hands on all that money, everything was good between us. He actually listened to me. Then everything changed. He’s got big plans for his gang, and when I told him I thought he was moving too fast and taking too many risks, he just told me I needed to shut up and learn my place.”

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