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And Lunita. . .
Tisha disrupted my thoughts. “And the Butcher understands this?”
“More than I am comfortable with.”
The Butcher was now in New Orleans.
How would that change our situation?
On one side there was his obsession with me.
On the other side, his growing affection for my mouse. . .and I was still not sure if it was a good or bad thing.
So far, their friendship had served us well. However, it was one merged with deals and promises.
Was that a true friendship?
Or was it more frenemies finding common ground?
Tisha spoke, “Then, we will not plan to retaliate at this dinner?”
I thought of Emily and her current tango with darkness. “Well. . .my mouse may surprise us all. While she will abide by the Butcher’s rules and not bring a weapon. . .We will see if he understands that Emily can make a weapon of anything, even a tablecloth.”
Tisha widened his eyes.
My mouse is mad. Blood will be spilled at that dinner. It is not a matter of ‘if,’ but ‘how much?’
I placed my hands into my pockets. “Any news of Maxwell?”
“None. However, the hospital is uncomfortable with so many men around his room and the hospital.”
I raised my eyebrows. “How many men are there?”
“I was told that it is close to impossible to walk in the hallway on that floor due to it being very crowded. There is Harlem Crew, Valentina’s people. Ours. Black Axe. The witch’s men.” Tisha shook his head. “And of course now there are Pansies.”
I smirked. “Maxwell will be happy to hear how loved he is.”
“And what should I tell the hospital?”
“Remind them that it is my hospital now.”
“Understood.”
I shook my head at their audacity. “Americans.”
Tisha chuckled. “Eventually, they will learn, cousin.”
“Let us hope it is soon. It will make this war shorter.”
Tisha’s face shifted back to serious. “Do you have worries about the war?”
“I do.”
“Is it the addition of the sicarios?”
“It is more.”
Tisha blinked. “This is new for the Lion.”
