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“Yep. Gregory, Zach’s brother, knows you were involved that night. It was in the police report. I’ll leave a few men here to cover you until we can flush him out.”
“Good. Leave one by the back door and another to help Federico out front.”
“Do you need a man for your house?”
“Fuck no. I can handle myself.”
“Just checkin’ brother… you know being over sixty and all.”
“Fuck you. You know I ain’t sixty.”
Smith grins like a mother fucker. “She’s hot as fuck, eh?”
“My girls are off-limits.”
“Your girls… ?”
“This is my place of business. My employees ain’t club skanks.”
“Noted.”
“We good here?” Smith asks getting up.
“Not quite. I need one more thing. I need a man to tail Devon. I need to know what the hell that girl is up to. No one moves from a suburb in Chicago to the backwoods of Oregon without a damn good reason, and I’m gonna find out what hers is.”
“Done.”
“You got big boots to fill Smith. Duke straightened out the club. Keep it that way. Don’t let this shit with Zach’s brother go south.”
“I don’t intend to.”
He gets up and walks out shutting the door softly behind him.
I finish my drink, pissed as hell I let that girl get in my head. I stare at my empty glass shaking my head at how I broke my self-imposed rule not to drink on the clock. But that damn girl, Devon, had me seeing red when I looked over my shoulder and saw her spread out on my bar, offering herself up for the men to enjoy.
Hell no.
If I can’t enjoy her, no one will.
My fists clench. I don’t even know her goddamn story and I sure as shit know better than to fuck an employee but there’s something about her that draws me in. But I’m slammin’ the door on that shit. I’ve never made a fool out of myself over a woman and I sure as hell won’t start now.
Shit. She probably only flirted with me ‘cause I’m her boss. A woman like her could have any man she wanted. Hell, maybe she’ll go home tonight with one of the men that rode out with Smith from California.
I wouldn’t give a shit.
Yeah, right.