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Reaper dropped his gaze to his boots and scratched the back of his neck. This situation needed to conclude soon.

“Yeah,” Diesel grunted.

Vi’s laughter filled the room. “Do you think Indie and Scarlet are, too?”

“Don’t bring me into this, sis!” came from the hallway. “I’m still an innocent flower, Dad! Don’t listen to her. I’m the good daughter!”

Vi rounded Reaper to reach for the door and slam it shut.

She spun on her heels and slapped her hands on her hips. “Now, are we done with this bullshit?”

“We’re done,” Mercy muttered.

“What he said,” Ryder mumbled next.

“No, this shit is too good,” Steel announced.

“Just so you know, Vi, I didn’t agree with any of this,” Brick volunteered.

“But you came anyway,” she accused him.

“The fuck if I was going to miss it.”

“Fuck no,” Diesel finally answered.

Vi pulled her cell phone out of the back pocket of her cargo pants, stabbed the screen, then put it to her ear. “Hello, Mom?”

Damn, that woman was good. She knew how to take a man to his knees with very little effort.

However, he needed to keep that in mind.

“For fuck’s sake,” Diesel barked. “Ain’t done but gonna discuss it another fuckin’ time.”

“Never mind. I’ll call you back,” Vi said into the phone, hung up, and turned to her father. “I’ll let you know when I’m ready to discuss it.”

Reaper was pretty damn sure that discussion would never happen.

But none of this meant he was off the hook with Diesel. Now he’d be in the big man’s sights and he had to be cautious around him.

“Meeting adjourned,” Vi announced with a satisfied smile.

“Ain’t over. Still need to know what the fuck’s goin’ on with that goddamn Mafia and what the fuck you’re doin’ about it,” her father demanded.

That was a topic neither Vi or Reaper minded talking about. In fact, they ended up including the eavesdroppers caught hanging out in the hallway.

Chapter Ten

Reaper stepped into her office and closed the door behind him.

“Did your asshole pucker?” Vi asked.

He settled his sexy as hell body in one of the chairs in front of her desk. “Should it have?”

“Absolutely.”

“A little warning from Indie would’ve been nice.”

“About the pucker effect?”