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“Maybe,” I shrug. “You gonna get to him in two minutes?”

The three of them glance at each other again.

“Tick tock, motherfucker,” Tanner grunts.

Tom glares at him, and then turns to me. “You make this call, and this doesn’t get sent?”

I nod.

“Why would you do that?”

“Because all I want is Tanner and the girl,” I growl.

He laughs. “Ain’t happening,” he hisses. “Your little girlfriend is dead.”

“Then you’re going down,” I snarl. “Hard. And Tom? I don’t think I have to remind you how well cops do in jail. Now add ‘chief’ to that resume and we can count your lifespan in terms of minutes.”

He glares at me. “You’re not hearing me. I’ll kill her—”

“And believe me,” I snarl. “If you do? When you go to jail, I will commit any crime I can to get in there with you and break you, bone by bone.”

The room goes quiet.

“Just one call, dumb ass,” I grunt. “And we can all just walk away from this.”

I’m trying to look like I’ve got him by the balls. But this is a gamble and I know it. It’s my Hail Mary. Even if I make it, this could all go south quick. If Tom snaps, we’re all fucked. And we might all be dead before the cavalry can get here. But it’s the last card I’ve got to play.

“Tanner and the girl go, now.”

Tanner shoots me a look. “What the fuck are you doing?”

“You heard me,” I grunt at Millbrook. I ignore Tanner.

“That’s not fucking—”

“What time is it?”

Tom glances at his watch again and shivers. “Eleven twenty-nine,” he croaks.

“Tick tock,” I growl.

Tom swears and turns to Marvin. “Goddamnit, get Tanner and the bitch out of here and give him his fucking phone call.”

“Bishop!” Tanner yells at me. “What the fuck are you doing!?”

Millbrook knocks on the door. Two other cops come in and head over to Tanner. They start to uncuff him, and Marvin hands me a cell phone. I punch in Rowan’s number.

“This who I think it is?” Rowan grunts.

“It’s Bishop,” I growl. “Hang on.” I glare at Tom. “They leave, right now.”

“Bishop!” Tanner yells at me. The fuck, man!?”

Millbrook nods at the two cops holding my friend. “Goddamnit, get him out here. The girl, too.”

The cops nod and start to muscle my friend out of the room.

“BISHOP!” He roars at me. “Enough! You’re not fucking doing this!”

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