Gotta tell the people who love you that shit went down,” he said, giving me a hard look. One that said that he would do it if I didn’t. “Yeah. Eventually,” I said. “But not right now. There’s enough going on.” “With that club, there’s always something,” he said. And he wasn’t wrong. If there wasn’t a kidnapping, attempted murder, or ambush, it was a light week. “I meant with this whole situation,” I said, waving a circle to encompass both of us. “You don’t gotta worry about that,” he insisted, shaking his head. “Well, I am,” I told him, rolling my eyes. “It’s my problem.” “Seeing as I just got attacked in an alley, it’s my business too.” Was I imagining that pain that sliced across his eyes? “He’s gonna pay for that,” he said, that jaw going rock-hard once again. “I think you’d want him to pay for betraying you.” “That too. But that, that I can understand,” he said. “This,” he went on, gaze moving over me, his head shaking. “There’s no understanding this.” “Would you feel
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