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On the bar table of The Cage, is a message written in what appears to be black marker.

“You bastards lost me money. Now, I demand to be compensated. Someone will die. T”

“Has anything else happened? And who the hell isT?” I ask, suddenly too aware of possible breeches in my house.

“Nothing yet,” Ghost answers. “And we have no idea, but we know how this works. Something is bound to happen sooner or later.”

“Fuck, brothers,” I say, rubbing the back of my neck. “I need to make sure Bitsy’s safe. Help me check the house and property?”

“Absolutely,” Blaze says. “I’ll start downstairs with the basement.”

“Alright, Ghost, you check out back, Steel, upstairs, Venom, the shed. I’ll secure this floor.”

With a plan, everyone disperses to do their task.

“What’s going on, Viper?” Bitsy asks when she notices we all leave in different directions.

I want to tell her that it’s nothing, that she doesn’t need to worry about anything.

“Don’t even try it, mister,” she says. “My dad, uncles, and cousins try pretending like everything’s fine when someone clearly isn’t. I’m not new to this world, Viper. I know bad stuff happens. I also know that it’s better to be informed then left in the dark. Mistakes can be prevented with a little bit of knowledge.”

I hate that she’s right.

“Someone has made threats to the club,” I admit. “Someone bet on the wrong person during a fight and lost some money. Now, they’ve broken into the Cage, destroyed it, and left a threat on the table.”

“Was anyone hurt?” she asks, her eyes wide.

“No, baby,” I say, sitting beside her and holding her small, cold hand in mine. Each treatment takes a little more of her warmth. She’s still so fucking beautiful that it hurts, but she’s slowly withering away. I just hope that everything she’s going through will be worth it. “They broke in after hours. No one was there.”

“Do they know that the Cage is affiliated with the Obsidians?” she asks.

“Yeah,” I say. “Everyone knows it’s owned by the President of the Obsidian. That’s why it’s so popular. Bunnie wannabes.”

“Don’t tell me that you guys have Bunnies,” she says. “The Phantoms don’t degrade women like that. Women are to be respected, loved, and cherished. Even if they don’t do so themselves.”

I smile. Such a kind, sweet woman. Bunnies are usually women who volunteer to hang around a club to pleasure the members when the need arises. We’ve never been interested in that type of atmosphere.

“I agree,” I say. “We don’t have bunnies. Not at our club anyway. But, that doesn’t stop the women from flocking to the Cage trying to catch our attention.”

“Can’t even respect themselves,” she mutters. “Anyway, so what is everyone doing?”

“Making sure our home is secure,” I tell her. “I want to make sure you’re as safe as can be.”

“You guys are so sweet,” she yawns. “I think I’m just going to trust you all to know what you’re doing while I take another nap here on the couch.”

“Get some sleep, baby,” I say, leaning forward to kiss her perfect lips. “I love you so fucking much, Bitsy. I will tell you a thousand times a day until you get sick of hearing it. Then, I’ll tell a thousand more.”

“Such a romantic,” she laughs. “Go do your man things. Oh, and Viper. I love you, too.”

It doesn’t take her but a few seconds to drift off to sleep.

Making sure not to go too far away, I spend the next while making sure all the doors and windows are locked tight.

Chapter Ten

Bitsy

We’re finally back home after my three-month scan. We won’t hear back from the doctor for a few days about the results. I’m going to lose my mind during that time.

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