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“I said I was going to ask the questions here.”

“You’re with the fucking federal government,” I said, utterly and completely shocked.

What the fuck?

Why the hell was a government agent investigating me?

Except he wasn’t.

It was suddenly as clear as day.

“You’re here for the Midnight Riders, and I just stumbled into your path,” I realized.

There was a sigh, and then the room light snapped on.

In the corner stood Eddie.

Eddie, one of the Midnight Riders.

Eddie, the guy with the mustache who had barked out orders for shots on my first night at the Seven Veils.

Eddie, who had followed Lou’s orders and called the other club members to get them to not kill the Santa Muerte till he got there.

I’d seen him around enough to recognize his voice, but he wasn’t a big enough player in the club to be truly memorable.

“Special Undercover Agent Edward Deacon, DEA,” he said. “Pleased to meet you.”

16

Jack

“Whut’s up, Lou?”

I could hear Roach’s redneck drawl over the cell phone, even though it was pressed up to Lou’s ear.

“Put him on speakerphone,” I ordered.

Lou glared at me, but complied. “I’m here with Jack,” he said, probably to warn Roach not to say too much.

“Oh… hey, Jack…”

Roach had the embarrassed air of a teenage kid caught whacking off to his mom’s Victoria’s Secret catalogue.

“Whatever Lou told you to do, STOP IT,” I snarled.

“Uhhhh…”

Apparently he’d been told to not say anything about it. Lou stepped in and broke the logjam.

“You started in on Fiona yet?” he asked.

“Naw, I ain’t even in her room yet.”

Relief flooded through me like the sweetest wine you ever tasted.

“GOOD. Now get the fuck out of there,” I ordered.

“But – ”

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