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Even the leader of the Soldiers didn’t get involved with them. Con hoped Scar could handle whoever it was he was looking for. Con sighed. He needed to worry about his own problems, like how he was going to tell Delilah that Boris was dead.
She didn’t need to know the truth. She didn’t need to know that her husband had turned his back on his family. He’d tell her that they had proof of Boris’ death and that he was killed by one of his enemies.
Con rubbed his hand through his hair. How could a man leave his family behind like that? These days, loyalty came with a price tag. Motherfuckers sold their loyalty to the highest bidder.
Not him. Never him. He’d stand by Delilah and Azariah until the end. Just as he’d stand by Cristal and her family until the end. Con stared down at his watch. Criss was probably asleep. Shy and granny was definitely asleep.
“Boss,” Yury called from the doorway of the warehouse. “You ready to go home?”
Con was indeed that. “Yes. I’m ready to go home.”
To the woman I love.
