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Stiles nods and holds up the folder. “All right. I’ll be in touch, or you will,” she says and leaves the clubhouse.

“Is it just me, or does it feel like we need to hose the place down after a visit with the feds?” Banger shakes his head, gaze still on the door where Agent Stiles exited.

Coop offers up a half-smile, but he turns to Dix. Something is on his mind. “I know you want to keep Valentina safe, but we can’t make big MC decisions based solely on your wife.”

Dix balls his hands into fists, and I step between them. “You wouldn’t say that if it was Kelsey.”

He growls angrily, “I don’t fucking have to because she was brought into things without us having to vote on it.” None of us can blame him for his fierce tone after what the Iron Kings did to her. “My point still stands.”

“Yeah, and what the fuck is your point, Coop?”

“My point,” he growls and steps closer, his chest bumping up against the arm I’m using to keep the brothers separated, “is that you don’t want Valentina to make a simple fucking phone call. You don’t want us working with the feds, and it’s only because of her. She had to pick a side, and by marrying you, she’s picked her side. Maybe it’s time for her to prove it.”

Dix lunges forward, and Ace grabs him and pulls him back. “Where the fuck is this coming from?”

“We are at a fucking standstill, man,” Coop groans, looking around the room. “Valentina is the easiest route to get those fucking coordinates, and you’re acting like a little bitch about it. If you won’t let the Feds help us take out LTC, then it’s time for your girl to prove where her loyalty lies.”

Ace steps between them. “Enough!” he shouts, a pissed-off expression bouncing between Coop and Dix. “We don’t have time for you girls to fight. We have enough assholes trying to take us out. Coop, back off.”

“Damn right,” Dix crows.

Ace turns to him. “Talk to Valentina. Ask her to reach out.” Dix is furious, but Ace is already moving on, his attention fixed on Wild Man.

“You know where Geoffrey Morgan is yet?”

My ears perk up at Ace’s question, but Wild Man shakes his head.

“Nope. Gia and I have been doing everything possible to find him, but it’s definitely an off-books meeting. They don’t have him listed as being in any federal building under his known name or his birth name. Sorry.”

Shit. That’s the last news I want to deliver to Aria, but I won’t lie to her. After all the lies she’s lived through, she deserves the truth.

And I’m the lucky motherfucker who gets to tell her.

CHAPTERTWENTY-SIX

Aria

Lucky bursts into the room. “We’re going out.” His statement startles me out of my pep talk to get myself out of the room to search for food.

“Out?”

I frown as if the word is foreign to me.

“Where? Why?”

This isn’t the time for a field trip, not when a man tried to kill me less than twenty-four hours ago.

“Did you find out something? Is it bad?”

Suddenly his need for a day trip makes sense.

“You have bad news, and you want to break it to me, what, over burgers or sushi or something?”

Lucky stares at me, an amused smile on his beautiful lips and his eyes crinkling at the corners, drawing attention to the tattoo above his brow.

“Are you done?”

I shrug, feeling out of sorts. “I don’t know. That depends on your answer.”

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