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Mac blew out a hard breath. “I don’t want to watch if he’s bent on repeating the same mistakes.”
Sable squeezed his arm. “You guys should talk to him. Do it while we’re out of Trouble. Spend some guy time with him.”
“I see where this is going,” Mac said, lifting his head and narrowing his eyes.
“Someone is looking for a girl’s night out.” Harley removed his membership card from his wallet and stopped in front of the Throne Room. “It’s not happening.”
“Just think about it,” she said, walking ahead of them as soon as Harley opened the door and held out his arm.
Harley should’ve told her. He wasn’t the problem. Mac probably wouldn’t let her out of his sight while they were traveling. As for a girl’s night? Allister would croak before he’d let Ellie loose in Miami.
As soon as they entered the club, Mac said, “There are some things money can always buy.”
“A quick screw one of them?” Sable asked, cocking her head.
“Why darlin’, that’s a wonderful idea,” Harley said, flashing his credentials at one of the desk attendants in passing. “Follow me, lover. Oh and Mac? Feel free to wait at the bar.”
Chapter Four
In another concourse, Seth Jones placed a call to Wheatfield Prison. After a short wait, his contact there put him in touch with Toms Vance.
“You got somethin’ for me?”
“Sure, all of them are dead. Is that fast enough for you?”
“Don’t jerk me off, man.”
“Wouldn’t be the first time someone has, I’m sure.” He sniffed at the thought. Toms Vance probably deserved everything he’d received in that dingy ten by ten prison cell.
“I made a list of who was on the plane so I don’t forget anyone. We just landed in Atlanta.”
“Don’t care about a list. How many?”
“Looks like fourteen are traveling.”
“Sounds about right,” Toms said. “Now I’m hopin’ you’ve got some good news to share. Tell me Allister and Draegan McCall, Heather Powers, and Markie—hell I don’t even know his last name but he might as well be a McCall—were on that plane.”
“They were.” Seth knew why the Vance brothers hated Markie and Allister. They weren’t sure which one killed their brother Rons, but they both had a hand in his death. Allister ran Rons down with a truck and Markie pumped a few shots in his fallen form.
“Heathens are wha
t they are,” Toms said.
Seth figured it took one to know one. “Do you have a reason for wanting the women dead?”
“Ya said ya didn’t care to kill a woman.”
Seth stilled at the thought. He could put Heather down but after sitting with Ellie on the plane, he cringed at the thought of harming Allister McCall’s woman. She was so alive, so vibrant and real.
Ellie was a good person and that goodness would always shine through. He liked her. Maybe in another lifetime…well, he couldn’t go there because if he let his mind wander, then he wouldn’t be able to finish his job and incomplete tasks equaled failure.
Seth wouldn’t fail.
“Havin’ doubts now. Are ya?” Toms asked, his bitterness strewn through every syllable.
“Not at all, but call me a sick fuck, I like to taunt the people I meet. Tell me why you want Draegan out of the way.”
“Why he’s the one who led all those animals to our land in the first place! Brought ’em there with a full understandin’. He knew it would cause a war.
