Page 10 of Devil's Craving


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“What’d you do with ‘em?”

He smirked. “Told their mamas. They cried harder facing them than me. It was pretty funny, to be honest.”

I snorted. If it had been me, I would’ve cried too. My mama was a strict woman. She’d have tanned my ass so bad I wouldn’t have been able to sit for a month if she caught me dealing at thirteen. Then again, if she was still alive, she’d probably tan my ass now for the shit I was involved with. It was a small consolation that she wasn’t around to be disappointed in me.

The amount of people I’d lost in my life was starting to add up and a wave of sadness threatened to buckle me. Shaking my head, I jerked my chin towards the bathrooms.

“I’m gonna handle business. I’ll see ya around.”

He gave me a mock salute before disappearing into the crowd. I went straight for the bathroom. The taste from before had been just enough to tease me. I needed more to quiet the shit going on in my head.

I was just coming back out, feeling plenty energetic to get the job done, when someone appeared in my path who I wasn’t expecting.

“Clink?”

I froze, willing myself not to panic. There was no way in hell anyone knew why I was here. Wiping my face to make sure there were no traces of what I was doing, I glanced over my shoulder at Allie.

“Hey, Trouble. Fancy meeting you here.”

Allie was Reaper’s little sister, literally the last person on the planet that I wanted to catch me out here. I figured she’d be home with the girls since Croy was pushing for a lockdown. She was dressed to make a statement, the short dress just shy of indecent. She crossed her arms indignantly.

“Did Zayne send you? I swear to god, if he sent you–”

Relief flooded me, and I smirked at her. “Relax, Trouble. I’m not here for you. Sweetbutts got boring, wanted to see if I could catch some tail before the job. Something to look forward to when I finish, you know?”

She made a face. The girls never liked how we talked about chasing tail. It never stopped me, since I enjoyed how much it irritated them. Looking over her head, I frowned.

“You here alone? Where’s Knox?”

She waved her hand toward the bar. “Watching my drink. I need to pee.”

Following her gesture, I saw Knox leaning against the bar, watching us with narrowed eyes. Fuck. It was just one person after another tonight. Allie might be easily distracted, but he wouldn’t be. I’d need to play this right to keep him off the scent.

“Go pee, Trouble. I’ll watch the door.”

She rolled her eyes and shoved past me, disappearing into the ladies' room. I stayed put since I had a better view of the bathroom, giving myself a chance to come up with a decent lie. When Allie came back, I tossed my arm around her shoulders and led her back to her old man, lifting my chin in greeting when we got close.

“Sup? Didn’t expect to find you two here.”

An irritated look flashed over his face. “I had to bring her out one last time before she'd agree to a lockdown. Even though she was the last one to deal with Hammer head on,” he snarled.

She crossed her arms defiantly, glowering at him. Allie had always been trouble, hence the nickname, but she got worse over the years. I got her being upset. It wasn’t like she chose to be part of the MC life before she got herself claimed. She was Reaper’s little sister. She was part of it because of him, but he was overprotective to the point of smothering, and she ran to get away from him. It surprised the hell out of me when she came back with Knox claiming her. The man had balls of steel to go up against Reaper.

“What are you doin’ here, man? Don’t you got a job tonight?”

I put on an annoyed expression, rolling my eyes. “Yeah. One of our buyers was complaining about someone else dealing in his territory, so I came to check in. With Hammer fucking about, I wanted to make sure he wasn’t heading back our way.”

Knox’s face darkened, and he pulled Allie away from me and back into his arms. “Was it him?”

I shook my head. “Not that I’m aware of. Kids trying to be cool or some shit. I’ll keep an eye on it, though.”

Allie made a face. “Kids? How old?”

Normally, I wouldn’t get into it with women. It was club business. But I wanted to sell the lie and Allie knew more than most because Reaper had to explain shit to her in order for her to behave.

“Thirteen. They got lucky that the buyer doesn’t hurt kids. Might send a prospect out here to scare ‘em a little, make sure they don’t come back for more.”

She looked rightfully horrified, and neither one of them questioned me anymore about why I was here. I tipped my head towards the exit.

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