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When we take a break, I look over at him. I think about asking him what’s going on with that Reese chick but decide against it. Whatever the fuck it is, it’s his business. Stretching, I reach for my phone to check my messages.
There are three text messages. I frown. They’re all from Legacy. I can’t imagine what he would fucking want from me. Touching his name on my screen, I hold my phone to my ear and wait for it to ring.
“You working?” he asks.
Looking around, I let out a chuckle. “Yeah, what’s up?”
“Got a phone call, and I need a load transferred tomorrow.”
“We don’t have any product,” I state. “We just got this in.”
“Raul needs it.”
Fucking Raul.
“Are you sure I’m the right person for this?” I ask.
He snorts. “You are absolutely the right person for this. You’re theonlyperson.”
“Oh, he wants to try and give me a warning or some shit?” I ask.
He doesn’t say anything immediately, which makes me believe that is exactly what he’s doing, or rather what Raul is doing. I don’t see the fucking point. He knows it’s me who signed the contract. Why the fuck he wants to talk to me in person again, I have no goddamn idea.
“I’ll go and pick up some product. How much?”
“Normal shipment.”
“Well, it’s not a normal shipment because it’s early. When are we done with this asshole?” I ask.
I know without a doubt that this is another test, and I am also certain that Dutch will be there, which will test my fucking control.
“I’ll be at his place by tomorrow. But I want you to know I am not happy about this, not at fucking all.”
“They were invited to the wedding,” Legacy states.
Fuck.
Ending the call, I decide to place another one before I call the supplier. “Itch,” the voice grunts into my ear.
“I’m meeting with Raul tomorrow, but they’re both going to be at the wedding,” I say.
“Tomorrow is a test.”
“It is,” I agree. “What is that situation looking like?” I ask.
There is silence, but then he speaks. “It is slow going.”
I don’t like what he has to say at all, even though I knew it was coming. My patience is fucking lost, and there is no way I’m going to be able to meet these fucks and not want to kill them immediately on sight.
“You working on that?” I ask.
“My order for Cyrus is moving through the channels. He’s not gone yet, but he will be soon. Dutch is a bit more difficult.”
“Why?” I ask.
There is a moment of silence, and I lean back against the wall. I’m fucking pissed. “Duke,” I grunt. “What is the fucking point of any of this if Dutch walks free?”
“Trust me, I fucking get it, but this isn’t something I can do right away. It takes time. Otherwise, Raul is going to know, which puts both of our asses on the line.”
