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She was starting to freak out when Burker pulled her into a hug against his chest.

“Fuck,” he said and then just held her until Lynch and Tazer told them to bring Missy Ann and Eliza Grace home and to be careful that no one followed them.

* * * *

“What now? We’re fucked,” Vic said as they sat in Si’s office.

“We’re not fucked. Let me think. We can handle this situation and get the fuck out of town after Saturday,” he said to them.

“Saturday? Why not now while we can?” Daville asked him.

“Saturday is the runway show.”

“Fuck, Si, she’s involved with those Special Ops guys. The ones responsible for fucking up the businesses and taking down Rodney’s. They found that commander’s daughter this morning and we can’t get in touch with Stolley,” Vic said to him.

Si was getting angrier. “I wanted Eliza Grace. Knowing that she’s fucking four men makes the decision to share her as we discussed when we first met her a little easier, don’t you think?” he asked them.

Vic looked at Daville.

“We want her too, but you know they won’t stop at trying to find her once we take her,” Vic said to him.

“I have a plan I think will work. Get the jet ready for tomorrow night. Call Darius so he’s on board with the plan. We’ll need a secure location.”

“I hope she’s worth it,” Daville said as he stood up.

“She’s worth it, and she’ll cooperate knowing she was the reason her men died and that her cooperation will determine whether her best friend lives or dies too.”

* * * *

Eliza Grace was asleep in bed all alone. Parker and Burker were on guard downstairs and waiting for Lynch and Tazer to come home. She drifted off here and there out of exhaustion and worry about what could have happened. She placed Missy Ann in danger too by bringing her to Luther’s. She could have been hurt, or even taken by Luther or one of the other men involved in the prostitution ring.

The tears hit her eyes and she sniffled. This was a complete mess and she had been clueless. What kind of men do these types of things? she wondered as she thought about Si, Vic, and Daville. Yes, her initial instincts warned her that they were trouble, but she thought more along the lines of players than criminals. How could she have been so stupid? Now this gave the Hayes brothers another reason to think she was too young, too immature and not knowledgeable enough. They were going to break up with her. They weren’t going to trust her.

She cried a little harder. She knew nothing about men and just because she had four lovers and had let them fuck her in every hole did not make her any smarter when it came to men. She led with her heart. She was emotional and shy and that self-confidence she thought was growing stronger just took a right jab to her gut, sending her a few steps back.

She sniffled and then felt the pounding headache.

The door to the bedroom opened and she stiffened up. She didn’t want to face them. Any of them. She was embarrassed and she didn’t know what to say. Lynch and Tazer were so angry with her.

But then the bed dipped and strong arms pulled her close as Lynch nuzzled against her neck.

He slid his hands down the sweat pants Parker had given her. In doing so he rolled her to her belly and leaned over to kiss her bare back.

“Lynch?” she whispered.

“Not a word,” he grunted at her and she shivered. She shouldn’t feel turned on by him right now as he pressed her pants down off of her then pushed her shirt up to the back of her neck. His lips trailed along her skin and then his hand landed on her ass. Hard.

She jerked and he massaged where the sting was.

Smack.

She shook again, her pussy creamed and tears stung her eyes.

She sensed the movement around her and knew the others were there. A second set of hands spread her legs and lifted her hips.

She turned her head and saw Tazer. He was naked, serious as he glided his hands slowly up her legs from ankles to ass cheeks.

Smack.

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