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Ghost nods. “Give her a call.”
Tiny punches her number into his cell and places it on speaker.
“Hello?” a soft voice echoes throughout the office.
Tiny smirks. “Is this Kourtney Walker?”
“This is, can I help you?” her tone turns hesitant.
“My name is Nathan, but you can call me Tiny. There’s a few of us here. One of our friends was arrested last night, and we need your help. Your friend–” Tiny pauses and looks at me.
“Reggie,” I offer.
“Your friend Reggie gave us your number and said you could help us out.”
“Oh, of course!” she perks up. “Can we set up a meeting? Has your friend been able to call you yet?”
“Not yet. Unfortunately, the officer that arrested him has a personal history with him, so we’re thinking that could be affecting his intake process.”
“Okay. Text me where I can meet you all in an hour, and we’ll get started.”
My eyes widen, and hope floods my belly. One hour and we’ll be closer to getting him out! I really fucking hope this girl can help us.
“Alright, honey, I’ll send it right over.”
I’m giddy with excitement for the first time since the party last night at the thought of this woman getting Ringer out of jail.
I go upstairs and shower for something to do to pass the time until she gets here. Back downstairs, I find everyone outside sitting at the picnic benches. I pull my sunglasses down to cover my eyes, listen to the conversation around me, and with nothing else to do, wait.
Fifteen minutes later, a black Range Rover with shiny black rims pulls through the gates and parks to our right.
Razor lets out a loud whistle and elbows Tiny. I watch as a sleek, white leather, Louboutin- heeled foot slides out of the driver’s seat, followed by a toned, tan leg that leads up to a pale blue blazer dress embellished with gold buttons.
Holy shit.
I think I just popped a lady-boner for my husband’s lawyer.
Reggie comes around the other side of the vehicle in another impeccable suit. Half of Kourtney’s face is covered in large black-as-night sunglasses, and when they approach our table, she pushes them up onto the top of her head. I swear we’re all struck by her piercing blue eyes. Her long lashes are a dark contrast against the Caribbean blue of her irises. Her impeccable makeup looks as if she just got it done professionally for a photoshoot, and her blonde hair is slicked back into a low bun with a few loose curls framing her face.
I know I’m not ugly. Hell, I would even be willing to admit out loud that I’m a pretty woman. But holy shit, within the span of two days, I’ve been humbled by Brit’s striking beauty and now Kourtney’s.
“Hi guys, I’m Kourtney.” She reaches forward and offers her hand to every single person to shake. Reggie, looking slightly uncomfortable, then offers his hand, most likely in obligation since his partner just did so.
“Ghost.” He takes her hand with a hard expression and welcomes her to the clubhouse.
When she gets to me, I reach forward and take her warm hand in mine. “Lilah, right? It’s your husband that was arrested?”
“Husband?” Razor’s deep laughter raises through the group. “He fucking wishes.”
I nod at the lawyer. “Yeah, that’s him.”
“Wait, what?” Razor balks at me, and then every single set of eyes snaps to me.
“Excuse me?” Maria blurts with her hand pressed to her chest. Tank frowns at me from behind her.
I shake off the intense emotions and anxiety of having everyone's eyes on me when I’m already feeling vulnerable. I wave my hand in the air, motioning everyone to move on from the surprise. “Ringer and I have been married for months.”
Gasps ring out from around the picnic table from every single person, minus the only three that already knew. I turn to Kourtney, and the pure sympathy I find in her eyes causes me to break down into a fit of tears.
