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“And I agree with you,” Stella remarks sternly. “But to make that happen, you have to wait. He could still end up dying before you get your hands on him.”

Fuck me.

Will this day end on a fucking good note?

“Where’s the burn unit?” I ask.

“Scythe . . .”

I lean into her and repeat, “Where’s the burn unit?”

“If you do something when he’s surrounded, you’ll be the one that gets in trouble.”

“I don’t give a fuck,” I snarl.

“Well, I do,” she snaps. “I don’t want Jos to lose you because of him.”

“She won’t,” I growl. Rage seeps in my veins, and I want nothing more than to slit the fucker’s throat.

“You’re right she won’t.”

I twist just enough to look over my shoulder to see both Finnegan and Jamie standing there. “What the fuck are you doing here now?”

“Making sure you don’t do something stupid.” Finnegan shrugs, hands shoved in his front pockets.

“We’ve got a member of our team up there,” Jamie starts.

“How did you know?” Stella snips.

Finnegan grins and gives that smug look of his. “I can’t disclose that knowledge. If I did, it would give you nightmares.”

“Swear to fuckin’ God, Finnegan, if you don’t stop being an ass, I’m going to shoot you,” Styxx sneers.

“Love you too, cousin.” Finnegan chuckles, speaking to Styxx, but looks at me reaches in his pocket and tosses a small box that I recognize as one of my mom’s. “You need to give us a bit. We’ll make sure you have your chance at him. Dad told me to give this to you when I told him about Josephine.”

Go figure. Finnegan isn’t one for keeping things from his parents and I hadn’t been there to tell them. So, of course, he’d have told them for me.

“Why are you helping?” I cock my head slightly, shoving the box in my pocket for the time being and plant my hands on my waist.

“Because Josephine’s yours. She’s family, and you all have bigger fish to fry than to worry about a fucker like Porter House.”

“Meaning?” Reaper urges.

This time it’s Jamie who answers. “Meaning the Scarlet Needles are on the move again. There’s been a contract sent to us about the capture and hand over of several women.”

“What the fuck?” Angel snarls.

“I’m on that list, aren’t I?” Stella whispers.

Jamie nods. “You, Everleigh, and several others.”

“This contract was sent to us first because we’ve ensured we’re well known in certain circles,” Finnegan explains. “Now, to make sure nothing happens to your women, you all need to be smart about this. Let this bullshit go, and we can handle it now. Or we can get the fucker to you so you can do the deed yourself. Regardless, you need to get your shit together because the bigger fish is coming.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I look to Beast and see he’s clenching his jaw tight. This motherfucker Porter hasn’t just hurt my woman, but also a woman that Beast cares about. Neither of us wants to let this shit go. However, this news changes things.

The Scarlet Needles have shown themselves again. Maybe not to us, but they put a contract out for two of ours and others. They fucked with my life longer than Porter has. My focus needs to be on them and not on a dickweed like Porter. Still, I want to watch him take his last breath.

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