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“NO,” I yelled.

“Uhhhh…?”

“I said I’ll handle it,” I snapped at Lou.

“What, you gonna go do it now? ‘Cause in case you didn’t notice, I already got a guy there who can handle it.”

Yeah, with a knife and his dick.

“I’LL HANDLE IT.”

“What’re you gonna do, go over and knock on the door all gentleman-like and say, ‘Hey, Mr. FBI man, can I speak with your partner Fiona for a second?’”

“Why you keep bringin’ up the FBI, Lou?”

“Roach, get over to that goddamn door RIGHT NOW and do whatever it fuckin’ takes.”

“Roach, don’t you listen to – ” I started.

Lou took the phone off speaker and put it up to his ear. “Roach, you answer to ME. DO IT.”

“You son of a bitch,” I roared, and let the first punch fly.

21

Fiona

Istared at Eddie. “You said you don’t know why she was there that night.”

“I don’t.”

“Do you know who killed her?”

“No.”

“So – ”

“But I have access to a lot of information gathered over the course of our investigation. There might be something valuable in there.”

It was an enticing offer, to be sure. DEA Agent Edward Deacon was dangling what could be the golden ticket in front of me.

But golden tickets don’t come without a price.

Especially when the devil’s holding them.

“In exchange for what?” I asked suspiciously.

“In exchange for your help in gathering information on Jack Pollari, Louis Shaw, and the rest of the Midnight Riders Motorcycle Club.”

I stared at him. “You want me to do what Ali did for you.”

“If you mean help put criminals behind bars, then yes, I do.”

“And risk my life.”

“You’re already risking your life.”

“For the right reason,” I said.

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