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“I really want to set you on fire right now.”
Grimm covers her mouth with his hand as I choke back a laugh. I look around the room to see who else caught the conversation, and yep, pretty much everyone is avoiding eye contact. I think poor Mercy will be the topic of conversation for a while.
“I’m surprised Knuckles didn’t come,” Eightball says, steering the conversation away from Mercy.
“He did,” Viper answers, looking around the room before focusing on Megan so she can read his lips.
“He’s probably with one of your bunnies. I’m pretty sure the man is single-handedly keeping Viagra in business.”
“Gross.” Megan gags, and we all laugh.
After that, the conversation refocuses and continues for the next thirty minutes until Boomer walks into the room.
“Finished the laundry, Boomer?” Scope asks. He’s pissed off, and right now, Boomer makes an easy target.
“Yeah, it’s done, Pres.”
“You sure you weren’t back there tag-teaming a bunny with your dad?”
“Jesus, Scope,” Wizz groans.
Boomer looks around the room, his eyes taking in everything, before he moves back to the people at the table.
“Where’s Jinx?”
I narrow my eyes at him. “Why?”
“No reason. Thought she was on shift next.”
He disappears into the crowd, and I turn to look at Eightball. “That was weird, right?”
“Yeah.”
I look to Splinter, who has his cell out. He puts it against his ear but shakes his head. “No answer.”
“Call Mercy.”
He does as I ask, and my stomach rolls when he shakes his head again. They might just be in one of the rooms talking somewhere, but my senses are on high alert.
“Something’s not right.” I jump up and head toward the bar.
“You see Boomer?”
“No.”
I ask a few others in the room, but nobody has seen him until I reach Marlin, who is smoking near the door. The man has kept his mouth shut about Jinx since Scope beat the shit out of him.
“You see Boomer?”
“Yeah, left about ten minutes ago.”
“Fuck. What about Mercy and Jinx?”
“No clue.”
I turn and find Splinter and Eightball behind me, with Wizz and Scope behind them.
“What’s going on?”
