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That was the reason I gave her my card and offered her a job.
It probably wasn’t the job she would be expecting as I had no desire to share her with any other man. The woman was a fucking hellcat. I liked spirit, especially when that spirit was directed at something meaningful. So many times, women were just bitches for the sake of being bitches, but with Wren, I could see what drove her—family and a sense of responsibility.
I saw the same in myself.
Picking up my phone, I dialed my sister, Bianca.
“Baby brother,” she answered breathlessly. “To what do I owe the pleasure.”
Rubbing my eyes with my thumb and forefinger, I groaned out, “Please tell me you didn’t answer the phone while you were having sex.”
She snorted. “No. I’m out for a run with Valentine,” she replied.
I sat a little straighter in my chair. Valentine was her four-month-old daughter. “Should you be doing that?” I barked, then reined that anger back in. Bianca had never reacted well to anger, but I wasn’t asking out of anger. It was concern. Bianca had had a difficult pregnancy, topped off with a fucking difficult labor that had left her in the hospital for about a week longer than necessary after giving birth.
“Yes, brother, I’m fine,” she replied in a bored voice. “The doc gave me the all-clear. All he said was I had to take it easy.”
“And you goddamn will.” I looked up when Dagger came into the office, and I put my finger up to show him to wait a minute. “How’s my favorite niece anyway?”
“She’s good… misses her uncle, though. When are you coming over for a visit?”
“I don’t know.” I stared absently at the club through the window. Being that it was lunchtime on a Friday, it was slow right now, but in another couple of hours, members would be foaming at the mouth to get in. The working week was over, and they were looking to blow off some fucking steam. “Work has been busy.”
“How’s the club doing?”
There was no derision in her voice when she asked. She knew that the club wasn’t about being a chauvinist or a sex fiend, although Iwasa sex fiend too. She understood that I was a businessman first and foremost. She thought I only sold pussy. She didn’t know about the drug business on the side, and that was the way it was going to stay.
“It’s great. Profit margins are healthy. I might actually look at expanding like we talked about.”
“That’s amazing, Bane. I’m really happy for you.” There was a faint, tinny beep over the line, and Bianca said, “Shit, my heart rate’s dropping. I’d better get going. Thanks for the call. When should I tell James we’ll be expecting you?”
I clicked into my digital calendar. Weekends were out on account of that being the busiest time of the week, but we were closed on Monday for deep cleaning. “Monday for dinner.”
“I’ll make your favorite.”
I chuckled. “Love you, sis.”
“Love you, too, brother.”
I ended the call and looked at Dagger. “We have a problem,” he said.
I stood, buttoning my suit jacket. “We run out of condoms again?” I asked in a bored drawl. “Because that shit is way below my pay grade.”
“One of our guys got hit.”
I was instantly on alert, narrowing my eyes at him. “Got hit, how?”
Dagger’s expression didn’t change.At all.“Same as the last one.”
My hands balled into fists of their own volition. “Fuck!” A month ago, we lost one of my dealers to what we thought was gang violence. He’d been shot in the chest when he’d opened his apartment door. His cash had been taken, but the drugs had been left, which was fucking strange since he had about ten thousand worth in his house. I didn’t think anything of it.Until now.
Now, his execution made sense.
Stalking out from behind my desk, I began to pace. I was a caged tiger ready to swipe at anything stupid enough to get close to the bars.
“We need to find these fuckers and get rid of them.” Dagger watched me with his cold, dead eyes. “Do we have any leads?”
“Most logical choices are Manzetti or Sanderson.”
