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“When your clubhouse gets raided again, I’m going to remind you of this,” Wrath warns.
Rock blows out a heavy, irritated sigh.
“What have you come up with so far?” I ask to move them along.
Rock chuckles. “Hope’s bought enough clothes for ten baby boys.”
“Is she trying to tell you she wants another baby?” Z asks.
Rock slices a cool look Z’s way. “No.”
Wrath snorts and rolls his eyes. “You’ve got babies on the brain more than any chick I’ve ever heard of.”
“Whatever.” Z flicks away the comment with a middle finger aimed at Wrath. “Lilly and Trinity cooked a bunch of meals for them and stocked their freezer. I hired someone to come over and clean that giant house for the next couple of months. Although, I have a feeling Grinder’s going to fight me on that one.”
“He doesn’t like strangers in his space,” Wrath agrees.
“I would’ve asked a couple club girls to do it, but I didn’t think Serena would like them roaming through her house.” Z scowls at Wrath. “This is a bonded, professional company. Not bums off the street.”
Wrath holds up his hands in an unusual sign of surrender. “I’m with you, brother. Just sayin’ be prepared for G to give you a hard time.”
“Tough shit if he doesn’t like it,” Z says.
“He might bristle, but he’ll appreciate the gesture,” Rock assures Z.
“Sounds like you’ve covered everything,” I say.
Rock holds up a finger to indicate he’s not finished. “One last thing. Let’s at least pretend to try to respect their privacy.”
Z scratches the side of his head. “What’s that?”
“Give them a call before showing up at their house.” Rock slices a look at Z since that’s who this warning is really for. “Stuff like that.”
I bite my lip to stop myself from laughing.
“All right.” Wrath slaps his palm on the table. “You know where I’ll be if you need me.”
He and Z leave but end up right outside the war room.
“Well, at least I tried.” Rock shrugs. “If Grinder shoots Z for showing up unannounced, my conscience is clear.”
I snort with laughter. “Doubt it’ll come to that. While we’re here, I need to talk to you.”
“Is this a closed-door discussion?”
I glance at the open war room door. Wrath and Z are still talking to each other but not paying attention to us.
“No, we’re fine.”
Rock stands and braces his hands against the back of his chair. “What’s on your mind?”
I take a long, slow breath, hating that I’m about to piss off my president and ruin his afternoon. “Inga stopped by CB yesterday.”
Rock’s entire body stills. He doesn’t explode and start yelling. In all the years I’ve known him, though, his deadly silence has always somehow seemed more dangerous.
I wait and don’t say another word, to see where he lands.
He closes his eyes and curls his fingers around the back of his chair until his knuckles turn white.
