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This had nothing to do with Dallas.

This was about Everleigh.

And the fact that, despite nothing more than simple pleasantries ever transpiring between us, I had been… harboring some feelings. Some interest.

It was obvious enough that even Slash had teased me about it in the past.

But I never made a move.

I honestly didn’t think I ever would.

Still, the interest was there, for better or worse.

“Fuck,” I mumbled to myself, walking back across the street, getting in the SUV, and driving back to the clubhouse.

It was early as fuck, but Slash and Coach were in the kitchen, having coffee, and talking quietly, so as not to wake up Lani, who was still out cold under her blanket.

“You’re back early,” Slash said, but one look at me as I got closer had him tensing. “What happened?”

“My brother just arrested Everleigh for drug trafficking.”

“The fuck?” Slash asked, brows shooting up. “Everleigh? From the gym?”

“Yeah, her.”

“That woman wouldn’t know a brick of heroin if someone shoved her face in it,” he said.

“Exactly,” I agreed.

“The fuck is wrong with your brother?” he asked.

“I dunno. But I do know that Gav was scooped up too. So something fishy is going on.”

“You doing something about it?” Slash asked, seeming to already know the answer.

“Cillian gave me the number for Simon Evertz,” I told him.

Coach let out a whistle.

“Yeah,” Slash agreed with that sound. “Hope you’ve been saving up your pennies and hundred dollar bills,” he said.

“It’s not a concern,” I said, and got a nod from him.

Slash, more than anyone, knew exactly how much I made, and how low my living expenses were. The food for the kitchen that I cooked all the time, that came from a club fund, not my own pocket. So aside from my cell, insurance, gym membership, and occasional spending, I didn’t have a lot of use for all that money he’d been siphoning my way over the years.

I had enough to buy a house.

I had enough tobuilda damn house.

And then some.

This wasn’t going to financially break me.

“So if Gav was taken in too, what happens with the gym?” Coach asked.

“Gav’s brother was pulling up when I was coming back here,” I said, shrugging. He didn’t have any kind of stake in the company, but I guess he would keep the doors open. Gav was going to need the money for his own defense.

“Was Ev okay?” Slash asked.

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