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If she’d decided Miranda and Carmen were part of her hit list, because they’d been in on the harassing of my mother which was a lead in for everything else… there wouldn’t be shit I could do to stop it.
“You look deep in thought.”
I sat back, alarmed, as Margeaux put a glass on the table in front of me, then poured two fingers of Kimble bourbon in it before she put the bottle back on the tray she was carrying. She grinned as I took her in—dressed in skimpy lingerie and heels, blending right in with the rest of the women in the gentleman’s club.
“What are you doing?” I asked and she frowned.
“I’m working. Do I not look the part?”
I shook my head. “Yeah, you do, but…why?”
“Because…” She walked over and took a seat next to me on the mini chaise where I’d posted up, waiting for the possibility of her appearance. “You see that decrepit motherfucker right there?”
She pointed to a much older man, having what appeared to be the time of his life watching the stage.
“Yeah.” I nodded. “What about him?”
Her gaze slid to me, and she leaned in, planting a hand on my thigh, just shy of my dick. “He’s about to become a new supplier for theMarauders, since theRenegadoscut them off. But the thing is… he’s theRenegadossupplier too. Renard doesn’t know yet; I don’t think. But I’m staying on him, because sooner or later, Renard is gonna put him in a room to talk andthatis going to give me an in.”
“Why would Renard care?”
Margeaux laughed. “Nyx, baby… you’re so far behind. I would think Alicia put all this together already.”
“Humor me,” I said.
She grabbed me under the chin, gracing me with a smile. “Anything for you. Who hit you?” she asked, eyes narrowed as she turned my face to the side, surveying the bruise from my run-in with Blue.
Or the slightly older ones, from Miranda and Carmen.
“I feel like Tati isn’t taking care of you,” she mused, getting as close to my face as she could without us actually touching. “I wasn’t going to interfere, since I respect my fellow bad bitches, but you getting beat up, shot, kidnapped? It’s not acceptable.”
“Cut the bullshit,” I told her, and she grinned, pulling back to give me some space.
“You’re no fun since we stopped fucking,” she accused. “You said you weren’t mad about me killing your mommy, and yet…”
“I’ve been on a goddamn revenge mission—oneyousent me on.”
“All I did was tell you where to find him.”
“Too late, by the way.”
She sighed. “Yeah. Sorry about that. You know Renard killed them, don’t you? Made it look like theMaraudersjust to incite chaos. It made it easier for him to slither back into the drug business they lost when Alicia dry-fuckedThe Garden.”
“I didn’tknow,” I told her. “But I suspected.”
“Well… now you do. So can you be honest with me, and maybe yourself, that a revenge mission is no longer what you’re on?”
I raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me?”
“Nigga…” She laughed. “You got here and saw Tatiana Tate and your dick started leading the show.”
“That’s not true.”
“Probably not.” She giggled in agreement. “But still, revenge is not your motivation anymore.”
“You sound like her.”
“Because you have a type,” Margeaux quipped. “Beauty, brains, badassery, and… plenty of booty,” she added with a wink. “You’re not doing this for you anymore; you’re doing it for her.”
