Page 253 of Vexatious Queen

“Alright, thanks. I’ll just look at the drink one while I’m here.”

She shrugged like I was being strange and handed me the black tablet with red rhinestones from behind the bar.

“Sure thing, you’re the boss,” Nora said and walked away.

The drink choices seemed to grow every week as Nora came up with new concoctions. I aimlessly scrolled the list and kept one eye on Liam. He tipped his chin, and I hit send on the pre-written text.

N: Go time.

It was hard as fuck to keep a straight face as the sound of sirens filled the air. Red and blue lights flashed across the black-tinted glass as the cops wheeled into the parking lot.

I marched for the door, scowl on my face as I pushed through the crowd with their phones out filming it all. I got outside just in time to watch the show.

“What the hell are you talking about? I don’t deal drugs,” Sabastian said as Ellis and his crew surrounded the car.

“Open the trunk,” Ellis commanded as Sabastian, with his hands in the air, was pushed up against the car and frisked.

The guys and Ren joined me outside just as one of the officers used the remote to unlock the trunk.

“What’s going on,” Ren asked.

I didn’t answer her, instead I stepped away and yelled.

“Hey, this is my club, what are you doing?”

Another officer patted Ivy down, then handcuffed her and told her to remain silent.

Morrison had the night off work so he wouldn’t see this or be dragged into it. At least, not until he got the call from Ivy about what happened.

Ellis looked at me.

“I know who you are, Collier, and I don’t care. We have every right to search this vehicle,” Ellis said, smirking.

He really was such a prick

“On what grounds,” I asked, and Sabastian looked at me.

“We got a tip that Mr. Nikitovich is selling drugs through this club.”

“That’s bullshit. I don’t allow drugs in my club,” I yelled for the cameras. “This is blatant harassment of my customers.”

“We’ll see,” Ellis said.

Part of me hated doing this, but the rest…didn’t give a fuck. I had never trusted Sabastian but had tried to see things from Ren’s point of view. I agreed with her that we shouldn’t be blamed for the mistakes of our parents, but…he’d proven more than once that he was not on our side. He was emotional, unstable, and I couldn’t take the chance that he might try to hurt Ren or her mother.

Ellis pulled two cutesy backpacks out of the trunk. One was pink, the other was white with flowers.

Sabastian looked at them and then at Ivy.

“Why do you have my backpacks,” Ivy asked, and my eyes shot to Liam, who shrugged.

Okay, that was not part of the plan.

“I don’t know. Why are they in my trunk, Ivy,” Sabastian asked, his tone clearly saying he didn’t trust her either right now.

The zip sounded final as Ellis opened the bags and pulled out bricks of cocaine.

“What the fuck,” Sabastian said as his eyes went wide. “That is not mine.”