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“He will be. Get some sleep.” I nod and close the door behind me.
Once inside the room, I fall on the bed and cry myself to sleep.
****
My phone rings in the middle of the night, startling me awake. I answer it with a sleepy, “Hello.”
“Sorry to wake you, beautiful, but I miss you, Harley.”
“Dylan?”
“Of course. Who else is calling you beautiful?” he growls, but there’s no anger in his voice.
“Sorry, what time is it?”
“One in the morning.”
“I’m starting to think you like waking me up at this time.”
“I tried earlier, princess, but my sleeping beauty didn’t answer, and they told me you were napping.”
“Oh yeah, well, someone left me exhausted.”
“Good. Get your rest because when I come back, you’re going to get tired and sore all over again.”
“You sound cheerful and wide awake.”
“I’m in bed thinking of you.”
“Funny, I’m doing the same thing,” I say with a giggle.
“Be a good girl and listen to my uncle.”
“I will. I promise.”
“Okay. Goodnight.”
“Goodnight.” He ends the call, and I check my call log. There are several missed calls, but I guess I was truly knocked out because I didn’t hear any of them.
Chapter Thirteen
Dylan
I watch the video evidence that my uncle got for me, and it’s clear that Tim has lied his ass off. He hadn’t been following Harley that night. Some fucking goon had been, one that the Riders alerted me was none other than Boxer Malone, a known human trafficker.
My plan has to be a careful one because I don’t want Tim to know I’m aware of his deception. Why had he gone after Harley, of all women?
I find James easily because he’s got bigger problems than chasing pussy. He’s in the middle of a drug deal for some coke. Interesting. I call the police and have him picked up on drug charges along with the fraud my team found earlier this week.
One down, and I don’t have to end his life just yet.
His demise will come soon, but not at the moment. Can’t have all my enemies dropping like flies at once, or someone will catch on.
Next, I head home and check in with my staff, or so they believe. I know who the guilty party is, and it’s just a matter of time for me to get my hands on the bastard. When I enter the elevator, Tim is waiting for me. “Sir, I didn’t expect you to be back so soon.”
“Then what are you doing here at this hour?” I question because he’s in my fucking private elevator that leads directly to my condo.
“You got me.” He pulls a gun out on me. Fuck, this bold motherfucker.
