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“May not have a choice,” Priest said carefully. “I was in town when I got the call from King to head to the hospital. Saw the mayor leave the municipal building. He was yelling at some aide, asking about your girl, Scribe.”
“Shit,” I cursed, looking over at Henley, who was sitting at a table with the other women, and whispered, “She’s an innocent, King. I don’t want her around this shit.”
“That’s why I’m calling for church tomorrow morning. Mike said he would hold off the Feds until we came up with a plan. In the meantime, you need to lock her down tight, brother. If she is the one, then finish it. Not gonna be happy when the Feds show up here. But if they do, you need to make damn sure your woman understands that we will be the ones protecting her. Not them. Got me?”
“Yeah, I got you.”
“You gonna be able to contain it?”
Looking at my prez, I nodded. I knew what he was asking. And while I wasn’t entirely sure I wouldn’t lose control, for Henley, I would try my damndest.
“I’ll keep it contained.”
“See that you do. You need help. Come to me or Priest. We can’t have you going off on your own.”
“Copy that.”
With the conversation over for now, we joined the women and were enjoying the night when my sister, Phoebe, whispered, “Dimeter.”
The way she said my name had the hairs on the back of my neck standing up. Slowly turning towards her, she stated ominously, “Trouble’s coming.”
“What trouble?” Freyja sat up straight, looking around as Athena slowly stood and the front doors opened. In walked Marlene, Bridget, Karen, and the new girl, Pepper.
The club whores had arrived.
Oh fuck.
What the hell were they doing here? It wasn’t the weekend.
“Well, hellfire and damnation.” Bailey grinned evilly, rubbing her hands together as she got to her feet. “My night just got a hell of a lot better.”
Oh shit.
This was not going to end well.
Skylar got up and hurried over to me and Henley. “Come on, Henley. We don’t want to be here for this.”
“What’s going on? Who are they?” my woman asked, looking at the women. Marlene looked around the room, then stopped dead in her tracks as she spotted Henley in my lap.
“You are in my spot, bitch.”
“Excuse me?”
“Are you fucking deaf too, four-eyes? I said you are in my spot.”
King grabbed my arm, stopping me from moving, shaking his head. “She’s got to learn to handle this herself, Scribe.”
“She can’t. Marlene will tear her apart.”
“You honestly think my woman will allow that?” King chuckled, sitting back in his chair, taking a long pull of his cold beer as the festivities were about to begin.
It was becoming a common occurrence in the club. The club whores and the ol’ ladies didn’t like each other. While King tried to limit the whores to the weekends only, it never failed to cause chaos when they showed. Mainly because my bestie was always itching for a fight and the whores just happened to be her punching bag of choice.
“My money’s on your sisters, dude.” Priest grinned. “Those three witches are deadly.”
“Well, well, well. Who’s the four-eyed freak? New meat?” Marlene laughed as she walked over to us. “Don’t see anyone wanting to fuck her. Shit. Bitch probably can’t even see a dick, let alone suck one.”
Henley flinched.
