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His germs? It was a weird thing to focus on, but Hector was beginning to learn that his brother was nothing if not a bit… peculiar.

“You can’t kill him.”

“Says who?”

“Says me. Too many witnesses. If they find his body, first place the cops will come looking is here.”

“You’re assuming there will be a body to be found.”

Hector shook his head. “Same result.”

“Boys, boys, boys,” Angel said from behind his desk, making both of them turn to him with a scowl. “Already taken care of.” He waved his phone.

Hector looked back to the dance floor and saw the guy who had been harassing Katya discreetly being handled.

Shit. This was not going to end well.

Kristoff exchanged a look with Angel. “Let’s go.”

“I said, no killing.”

“He touched what wasn’t his to touch,” Kristoff said. “If a man dares to touch what is yours today, who’s to say that he won’t take all of it tomorrow?”

Angel nodded. “Knife, hammer, or chainsaw?”

Fucking fuck.

Hector followed behind the two crazies. He couldn’t let them kill the guy. Not without it raising any suspicions toward Flux, and Gio in general.

Sometimes he hated his job.

CHAPTER 24

MARY

Mary leaned back in her comfortable booth. It had been a while that she had gone out like this. It was nice to put on a skirt sometimes and make an effort. She didn’t get to do that a lot anymore. Not with having a part-time job and a six-year-old to take care of.

She toasted with the girls and Tommie for another round of shots and looked around, trying to spot her husband. Hector had been so cute trying to hide his jealousy. He even made up a story about accompanying her, so he could talk to his brother. She knew he’d rather have his teeth pulled.

“So, how’s married life treating you, cuz?” Jazzy winked.

“Actually, pretty good,” she confessed. Part of her hadn’t expected things to work out this well, afraid that the domestic life would be too boring for a man like Hector. After all, the man had been a bachelor one day and got a wife and a child the next. He didn’t seem to mind, though. If ever a role would be assigned to people, Hector’s would be just that; husband, father, protector.

“Tell me he’s great in the sack,” Tommie chimed in. “Tell me it’s not all looks but a snooze fest between the sheets.”

“I don’t kiss and tell.”

He huffed. “You have to share. Let me live vicariously through you guys. It’s been ages since I’ve gotten laid.”

Jazzy cocked a brow. “Ages? Didn’t you hook up with this guy just two weeks ago?”

“You mean parrot man?” Tommie fake shuddered.

“Parrot man?” Katya asked. She was the newbie between them. Mary liked the girl. There was this permanent smile etched on her heart-shaped face.

“Yeah, he does this thing with his dick—”

“Tommie!” Jazzy sent him a look.

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