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“Tatum, I need your help. Tait won’t do it. He’s too much of a pussy.”
“You want to explain to me what has my brother scared?”
Samson lifts his hand to his face, wiping it down as he lets out a heavy sigh. “I’ll tell you, but if I do, you have to swear to help me. To work with me. It doesn’t matter how much you don’t like what I’m about to say.”
Tatum doesn’t speak for a moment, then he clears his throat. “This goes against the family, doesn’t it?”
Samson nods once, though he doesn’t speak. What he does is watch his son for a moment. Then he clears his throat. “It does,” he confesses.
That right there is all I really need to nail his balls to the wall. But my father wants more, and I know he does because Samson is an executive, and you can’t just kill an executive over something like taking cash. It has to be a bigger offense.
Huge even.
It has to be something massive that would send my father and the rest of the family into a total fucking rage.
“Well, I’m not a member yet, so I won’t be breaking any vows.”
Fuck.
I watch as Samson’s lips curve up into a grin. “Exactly. You are a good kid. I should have come to you instead of going to your brother. He’s only worried about sex and his appearance, for the director. He isn’t concerned with his legacy. With the future.”
His legacy.
What fucking legacy?
They are part of the Hamilton Family. That is the only goddamn legacy.
“Tell me what you want from me,” Tatum demands.
I’m not exactly sure which side Tatum is on quite yet. He’s young, so it may not matter. He may do whatever his father wants, even if he doesn’t think it’s right.
However, if he stands up to his father, this could be his in for becoming part of the family. If he’ll offer up his father and his shady dealings.
I am here for this shit. I watch them intently as I wait for whatever the fuck is coming up next because at this rate, not only do I feel like I will never find out, but I’m also expecting something gigantic.
“I want you to come with me. I have a meeting with a man who has women. We’re going to be part of the trade. And we’ll get a cut.”
Fuck.
“Part of the trade?” Tatum asks.
“I help him transport and deliver women for various uses, and men pay heavily for that. I get a finder and delivery fee. But it’s easy as fuck, because the person who supplies them for me is giving me more women than I even need.”
Tatum doesn’t ask who the man is. Although I wish I could interject and figure it out, I decide that this is the reason my father has me following them. The women. It’s not been on our radar since Allison’s kidnapping. It hasn’t really mattered much, because everyone we were associated with was already dead.
Except now.
“Sounds like a good plan,” Tatum murmurs.
“Come on, we’ll go together for this first exchange. I can introduce you, and we’ll go from there,” Samson says, explaining what the plan is for the day without going into too much detail. At the exact same time, I’m sending a group text to both Coleman and Wells to let them know it’s time to follow.
ALLISON
Standing in the middle of the shop, I spin around and soak it all in. I have two people coming in for interviews, so I want to do them here at the new store. I also brought in a suitcase full of products to get started setting everything up. I might as well get moving on things. I’m determined to get the place up and going.
The door opens, the small chime on the door sounds, and I look back over my shoulder before I turn completely to face the blonde woman standing in front of me. She’s pretty. Around my height, with long blonde hair and a kind smile.
“Harlow?” I ask.
