Page 304 of Filthy Truth


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The last time I’d seen that hag, she’d been licking pool balls that some other clubwhore had popped out of their ass for the entertainment of the unattached MC brothers.

I didn’t think Maria was an ass-to-mouth kinda woman.

“For my sins, yes. Not that I’ve heard from her in years.”

Rachel beckoned Maria inside. “Bear did tell me that there might come a time when you’d be in need of my services.”

“I-I can’t afford—”

“He covered my fees, but even so, I’d do this for free. Rex, Bear’s son, is my partner.” Her smile turned a little less forced. “He’s also the father of my daughters.”

“Bear would have made a wonderful grandfather,” Maria said wistfully as she stepped inside the hall.

“Yes, he would’ve. He made an impact as a father, that’s for sure. I can’t imagine the impression he’d have made on my daughters had he been given the chance.” Rachel held out her arm. “If you’d like to come with me? Star, you can head back to the meeting.”

“Star?” Maria demanded, twisting on her heel with more force than at any other point of the conversation. “Are you Star Sullivan?”

My brows lifted at her suddenly assertive tone.

There was no way in fuck I was heading back to that meeting when this looked set to be more interesting, but it seemed I didn’t need to argue with Rachel to get myself an in.

“That’s my name. How do you know it?”

“Bear. He gave me something to give to you.”

Fascinating.

I shot Rachel a smug smile. “I’ll just head into your office with you then.”

Her eyes narrowed, but she refrained from sighing and merely stepped away. Maria followed, and I brought up the rear.

As we walked into Rachel’s anal-retentively neat study, I plunked myself down on the sofa in front of her desk, sprawling comfortably as Maria headed for the visitor’s seat where she perched on the edge of the chair, her knees tucked together, hands on her lap where she was holding her purse.

I was starting to get the feeling that Maria had been raised in a convent.

“How can I help, Maria?” Rachel asked kindly as she seated herself behind her desk. “Bear informed me that there might come a day when you’d seek out my services but he never actually shared what you might need from me.”

Anxiously, Maria tucked a hair behind her ear. Not that the hair had strayed from her neat chignon.

Seriously, where the fuck had Kendra come from? Maybe she was proof that incubi did exist?

“Bear left me a key if you recall.”

“I do,” Rachel confirmed. “To a safety deposit box.”

“I fell ill earlier this year. As a result, I lost my job. I had no intention of ever retrieving whatever he left for me, mostly because it felt like I’d be opening Pandora’s box. I had no idea what it could be and, as much as I loved him, Bear was the biggest mistake of my life. I compromised my morals for him, I became something I vowed I’d never…” She swallowed. “I said to myself that I’d only open the box if I was desperate, and I never imagined that day would come because I’d have to be on the brink of homelessness before that would happen.”

“You came close to losing your house?” I asked quietly.

Nervously, she nodded. “My boss retired and he was replaced by this corporate youngster with a bank balance for a heart. When he eventually fired me, he refused to write me a recommendation.

"I was too weak to wait tables so I tried to…” She sighed. “You don’t need to know what I’ve done to make ends meet, but I realized how ridiculous I was being when Bear would have provided for me.” Her smile turned wistful as she opened the zipper on her purse and curled something around her fingers. “He always did.”

That was when she revealed a chain of rubies to our astonished eyes.

Peering at the jewels, Rachel queried, “May I?”

“Of course. Bear thought that you’d be able to help me sell them.”

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