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We didn’t want to do what we were about to do tomorrow.

Fuckin’ A.

I had to warn her in some way.

Elliette, knowing what was happening tomorrow, who was also on the team to help serve the warrant, gave me a narrow-eyed look, as if she was half-expecting me to warn her of what was about to happen.

I narrowed my eyes at her, not liking the way she was acting.

If I wanted to fuckin’ tell her, I would.

She needed to back the fuck off.

“Good,” I said. “I’m taking Shayne out to eat, then we’re going to her place.”

They all knew what would happen at her place.

Shayne knew what would happen at her place.

Elliette stiffened. “Do you think that’s wise, Quinn?”

I gritted my teeth and said, “We’ll see y’all later, brothers.”

“What was that about?” Shayne said as I guided her outside.

“That’s fuckin’ Elliette, butting herself into my business like she has a right to be there,” I grumbled darkly.

“Trouble in paradise with your best friend?” she asked as we walked to our usual haunt, the KFC that resided on the corner.

We’d pick up the food and walk back to her place, which used to be within walking distance of mine. We always went to mine, because the thought of being in her space always left me with a deep feeling of sadness. She didn’t know that was why I always suggested mine.

But when she was at my place, and the smell of her was left on my pillows and sheets, her half-filled Dr. Pepper bottles left on my counter… it allowed me to pretend that she was there. That I hadn’t lost her so completely.

I was already regretting the move…

I’d probably never have her smell on my sheets again.

I’d never be able to bury my head in a pillow and pretend that she’d be back any second.

She’d probably do everything in her power never to come over to my new place.

Fuck, I hated my life.

“Quinn?” Shayne nudged me, reminding me of where we were and what we were doing. But also the question she’d asked me before I’d gone into la-la land.

We ordered, and then I leaned my hip on the counter as I explained. “Elliette has always been a bit of a pain in the ass. I mean, she’s very clingy. But she’s like that with everyone, so I don’t think I’m anything special. It’s just that she doesn’t know how to read the room. I wasn’t in a good mood, and she’s trying to remind me of responsibilities.”

“Responsibilities that include you not hanging out with me, or having anything to do with me, since I’m a sister of a criminal,” she mused.

I gritted my teeth.

“I know that I’m not very popular at the station,” she murmured. “I’ve gone and bailed his ass out of jail one too many times, and everyone there hates me because I’m the woman who keeps giving him second chances. I deserve the hate. But I just…” she dropped her head to her chest. “After Nonna died, and he still didn’t clean up his act… I’m done now, Quinn.”

My heart all but soared at her words.

She’d never been that absolute before.

She’d always been very wishy-washy when it came to her brother.

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