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I don’t have time to beat around the bush. This bitch has one chance to answer my questions honestly, or they will be filing a missing person report on her ass.

“Look, I know you don’t have any reason to trust me…”

“You’re goddamn right I don’t. Now, answer my fucking question.” I narrow my eyes at the skinny blond.

“My partner is undercover right now; he goes by the name Brick…”

“So, you’re just outing your partner? What I want to know is why you think it’s okay to come here and tell me that shit? Are you trying to get him killed?” My ire for this woman is increasing with every word out of her fucking mouth.

She’s definitely a rookie if she is telling a virtual stranger about an undercover agent. Nobody in their right mind would do some shit like that, especially when she claims she knows so much about me. She should know that anyone who knows an undercover agent’s true identity could put that agent in danger.

“I’m not trying to get anyone killed. I’m trying to help a fellow agent by any means necessary. Even if that does involve someone like you,” Parson says, eyeing me suspiciously.

“Someone like me, huh?” I shake my head.

“Yes, I know that you’ve been suspected of criminal activity. We just haven’t caught you… yet. But in the meantime, it would be good if you could help us.”

I’m not helping this broad do shit. There’s a reason she’s here spilling all of this information, and I’m not dumb enough to help her with anything. I can tell that she thinks she’s smart, so I’ll let her dig herself a hole too deep to crawl out of.

“I can’t help you with shit.” I cross my arms over my chest.

“Look, since you asked, I’m going to get to the point of why I’m here. The Vasquez Family Cartel is the new player in North Texas. We thought the Hounds may have been working with them, but we found that not to be true after further investigation.”

I don’t say anything as I let her ramble on. I can tell that Agent Parson is very unprofessional. If she doesn’t end up dead, it won’t be long before they fire her. There’s no way her supervisors told her to come here and divulge all of this information.

I haven’t been in contact with my insiders, but I know they didn’t put her up to this. It’s not how we share information. We have a system, and Agent Parson doesn’t know it. That’s one of the many reasons why I know not to trust her. If she knew about our codes, she would’ve used them. Parson ain’t here to be helpful.

“So, you know the Hounds ain’t got shit to do with whatever y’all are investigating. But you keep showing up here anyway?”

“I just overheard some things about you, and I thought that if I got a jump on talking to you, I could get some information and we could help each other out. And my partner, of course.”

“Oh, I understand now. You want to be a hero so you can move up faster.” I nod my head in understanding.

Agent Parson is full of shit, and I knew from the moment she showed up here that Brick wasn’t her partner. She’s just a power-hungry rookie trying to make a name for herself. She will find out the hard way that she’s going about this shit all wrong.

“We all do what’s necessary.” Parson doesn’t deny my observation.

“That we do. And like I said, I can’t help you,” I snarl at the audacious woman

“That’s too bad. I guess you were right… Someone will end up dead.” With those words, she leaves my office.

I know a threat when I hear one. I have to get word to Brick to get the fuck outta there. I’m the reason he even became an agent, and he’s been my insider since the beginning of his career. I refuse to let him die on my watch.

I take my burner phone out and send Brick the code that his cover has been blown.

CHAPTER 14

SHOW AND TELL

BLUE

I’ve been on cloud nine for these last few weeks. I still can’t believe that Bishop and I are officially a couple. Even though I haven’t been back to the clubhouse since the first night we were together, we’ve been seeing each other ever since.

Bishop has been dealing with club business, but he makes it a habit to come to my apartment every evening, even if it’s just for a couple of hours. If I didn’t know how truly busy he was, it would make me feel some type of way. But I know that he and I aren’t some booty call. Bishop has made that perfectly clear.

I do feel a little apprehensive about going to a party tonight where our new status will be on full display. The sexual tension has been between us for so long that I don’t know how I’m going to act when I don’t have to play cat and mouse with him. He gave me shit about the brothers flirting with me, but I just know that I’m going to have to knock one of those bitches out tonight.

The sweet butts and the bunnies are gonna be out in full force. Bishop has already been the object of their desire, and now that they know he’s with me, it’s gonna be a million times worse. He’s also been acting president for the past month or so, so they really will be on the prowl. It’s one of the things I thought I was prepared to deal with, but I was wrong. I’m a lot more jealous than I thought I ever would be.