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“You two know each other?” I asked, looking between them, confused. It wasn’t like Teddy and Rynn would run in the same circles.

It was Teddy who spoke.

“I’ve hired Rynn for more than a few jobs,” Teddy informed me.

“Secrets are valuable in business dealings,” Rynn said, nodding. “I can’t believe you guys know each other…”

“Our world is an English village,” Teddy agreed. “How about we go out to eat, and I can explain how I became involved with a bunch of bikers,” Teddy said, putting down his glass, then grabbing his suit jacket, and walking toward the door. “It involves grand theft auto.”

“Our meet-cute involved forcing someone into being a wheelman against their will,” Rynn said as the three of us moved into the elevator.

Later, after Rynn had taken her car back to her place, I was standing with Teddy on the street next to my SUV.

“That’s your future wife right there,” he said, nodding sagely.

And when you had Teddy’s stamp of approval, well, you knew you found the one.

Even if I had no fucking idea what a happily ever after would look like with a woman like Rynn.

I guess I was about to find out.

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Rynn - 3 days

I waited on bated breath, some part of me terrified that the fires would in some way trace back to Cato or me.

Me, because of my connection with Jai Xú. I was the reason Jai had the information to go after the white supremacists to begin with.

I wasn’t worried, of course, that the blood I’d spilled in that warehouse might trace back to me. From the footage I’d seen on the news, the place was practically ash.

I had no idea what the hell Jai and his men had used as an accelerant, but it was really fucking effective, that was for sure.

Of course, no amount of fire could completely erase the fact that bodies were found in the wreckage.

Dental records even came up with names. Though no one was grieving the loss of members of a hate group.

There was no surveillance on the street. I knew that because I’d scoped it out myself. The best the cops could come up with was grainy footage of black cars driving down the road before and after.

The problem being that the plates were fake and the windows heavily tinted.

Jai Xú was nothing if not very good at what he did.

Organized crime was all over. And while it wasn’t rare to hear of the Italian or Irish mafia, even the Bratva getting accused of crimes, I don’t think I had ever heard of The Triad being brought in on anything.

Knowing Jai, the guns that had been used for the fire were untraceable and long since gotten rid of.

Nothing would trace back to him.

But I didn’t have the gory details about the whole thing with Cato. So I was terrified something might trace back to him.

Because of me.

I wasn’t stupid.

I knew he’d tracked down and killed that man for me.

Jameson Cutter.

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