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“Do you know what happened back there?” Tally asks.

I shake my head. “I just know that my guys got kind of jumpy and then all hell broke loose.”

“Someone got shot. I saw it.” The dark-haired woman whispers.

Tally whips around. “Oh, Petal. I’m so sorry.” She reaches out her arms and pulls her into them. A totally irrational surge of jealousy rears its ugly head inside me and I have to work to shove it down.

“Did you see who it was?” I ask idly.

“I don’t know. But he was wearing a very nice suit. And he looked like he was about seventy. Silver hair.” Her voice trails off and she closes her blue eyes with a shudder.

“Did you see who did it?”

She doesn’t answer and I shrug. It’s no skin off my nose if she doesn’t want to get involved. I wouldn’t want to either.

I’m sure the police will be looking into things soon. And I’ve got to make sure that those videos are lost so they can’t see that I was there. Sure as shit they’d say I was involved somehow.

I nod to Victor and he nods back, knowing exactly what I want. He starts to text back and forth with one of my best men that stayed at the club.

Club Curve is a nice place mostly. But it has been known to harbor men like me. Men who live in the shadows and rarely come out.

Silence reigns around me in the cab of the car. Tally still holds her friend and I see the woman take a deep, sighing breath.

I nod to her. “Is she alright?”

Tally grimaces. “I have no idea. But she will be.”

The car slides into a curb alongside the apartment building that I know holds Tally’s apartment. She grabs for the door handle and then stops, her arm still wrapped around the other woman. “Thank you for getting us out of there. Getting us home. I really appreciate it.”

I smile wryly. “I would do anything for you, my queen. I’ll be in touch.”

“That’s not necessary,” she says, pushing out of the door and dragging her friend, trying to shut the door in my face.

Victor glares at me but I just wave a hand slightly at him. She’s just nervous. Innocent. She’s not trying to be rude.

I let her go though. It’s too soon to let her know that she’s bound to me for the rest of our lives. I won’t let her go forever. Just long enough to let her think that she’s the one calling the shots here. I’m the man in charge and I always will be.

But I’d do almost anything for her. Even let her have this little bit of freedom.

CHAPTER5

Tally

Iwake the next morning and for just a second I don’t remember what happened last night.

Until I hear Petal moving around in the other room.

Then I get up quickly and shove my fingers through my tangled hair. “Are you alright, Petal?”

“Yeah, I’m good.” I hear the tv in the living room start up and then the sound of the coffee pot starting to brew.

I throw on a sweater and yoga pants, pushing a clip into my tangled locks and pulling them up onto my head.

I push my door open and step out into the main room, smiling when I see Petal standing in front of the tv, her mouth hanging open. “What’s so interesting?”

I move up beside her and jerk when I see the outside of Club Curve on the video taken last night with emergency vehicles all around there. Cops mill around and put up crime-scene tape around the front door.

“What the hell?” I mutter. I grab the remote and turn up the sound, flinching when the voice blares into the living room.

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