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The Sinners had only cropped up on the Five Points’ radar when Mary Catherine, my cousin and Sin’s half-sister, had fled her dipshit father’s notions of an arranged marriage with an older Pointer.
When her father had declared the Sinners had ‘kidnapped’ his daughter, Da had waded into the fray and had promised to bring her back.
That was when he’d learned she was married to a brother already—Digger.
They both lived in Ohio now, but they’d been the start of the ties that bound the Irish Mob to Jersey’s most notorious MC.
It seemed fitting that Star and I would tie all that shit together with a fancy bow.
“Star says only crazy people talk to themselves.”
I blinked down at Kat. “She talks to herself all the time.”
“She says she is crazy and that the best kinds of folk are.” That sounded like her variation of logic. She entwined a strand of hair around her finger. “Conor?”
“Yeah?”
“Would you braid my hair, please?”
Though I stared at the rat’s nest on her head, I only answered, “I’ve never done anything like that before, Kat.”
“Would you learn how to do it?”
Ah, Jesus Christ. “Now?”
“Star’s fell out already. One little cartwheel and it was in my face.” She leaned into me. “I don’t want to hurt her feelings though.”
“Since when?” I teased, knowing that bickering was their love language.
She giggled, and that sound warmed up a part of my heart that I didn’t even know was stone cold until she came along.
Inwardly wincing, I curved my arm around her shoulders. “I’ll learn but not to—”
“Yay! I’ll go and borrow Alessa’s hairbrush!”
Before I could finish the ‘tonight’ part of that sentence, I heaved a sigh as she raced off to steal a hairbrush from her sister.
Sitting down on one of the benches in the hallway, I waited there, picking up my cell to find a ‘how to’ on YouTube.
As I watched, I inadvertently overheard a conversation between Star and Rachel, the MC’s First Lady.
“…I think it would be a great idea, Star.”
“Not yet. It’s too soon.”
“How is it too soon? Charities don’t just pop into existence overnight,” Rachel retorted. “It takes time and planning to organize this kind of foundation.”
“I don’t want to cause extra work for you. Not now you’ve got Sommer.”
“I’ve got Sommer, yes, and having a baby is tough with my job, but Rex has stepped up like crazy and I have two assistants and I can always hire more if need be.
"This is important to all of us, Star, not just you. But I wanted you to be on board. Hell, on the board. If anyone should be, it’s you, Alessa, and Amara.”
Star choked, “Amara? You want her on a charity board?”
“Why not? Sure, she’s deranged, but have you seen her offload all the animals that follow Quin around? She’s the perfect kind of person to ask for money—”
“From fancy socialites?”
