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He let out a breath that almost sounded amused.

“Fine,” he gritted out. “I’m coming.”

He dropped the call and I knew it wouldn’t be long.

I sent Mason a text and within two minutes, he was knocking on my door.

“We might have a problem,” I started then quickly filled him in with what little details I had.

When Connor got there ten minutes later, Petra explained everything with more detail. The three of us stood there listening to her, exchanging glances every now and then.

“I’ll head back to the station. Keep an ear out and see if anyone has clued the department in yet. I’m sure if Mullins has gotten wind of anything, he’ll be all over it.” Connor eyed me with his warning. “I’ll see what I can find out about these guys. Maybe they are one of those lazy, half-wit, backwoods department and won’t look too hard.”

“We can only hope,” I said with a nod.

“If Mullins catches on to any of this, I don’t think there’s much that I can do,” he said with a grim look. “I can’t put my neck out there and pull my people into it.”

He didn’t say he was sorry but there was a hint of apology in his tone.

“I wouldn’t expect you to. Need to keep things the way they are right now,” I told him.

I didn’t want to owe any more debts or have any organization pissed off at us. This was my shit, I was going to handle it.

“Watch your back,” I told him as he headed for the door.

“Prepare yourselves. I’ll do what I can.”

Then he was gone.

Mason and I shared a look. It wasn’t a good one. But we both knew that whatever shit storm came our way, we’d dig ourselves out of it.

“Not much we can do for now,” Mason said with a shrug. “I’ll call everyone in, but it’s gonna be a few before everyone can get here.”

He gave me a small smirk. I didn’t miss what he was saying.

And what he wasn’t.

“Thanks,” I said and tried not to shake my head at him.

“I’ll let you know when everyone gets here.”

I turned to Petra after I locked the door.

“What do you need, Pet?” I asked as I saw the uncertainty in her eyes.

“This isn’t the first time I’ve had to get myself out of a situation. I’m not worried,” she told me, her head held high and I knew she was sure of her words. “I came here to let you know what was going on. That is all. I don’t need—”

“Tell me what you need, Pet,” I said a little more forcefully. I wasn’t going to let her bullshit me. While I had no doubt that we’d get this situation handled just like any other one I’d come up against, I could tell she was hesitant because she didn’t know what she was dealing with yet.

“On your knees,” she said sternly, her chin lifting slightly.

With a smirk, I lowered myself down onto my knees. I waited with my arms hanging at my sides for her next instruction.

Her hands inched up the edge of her dress, drawing it up until a hint of her jet black panties showed. My eyes stayed glued to the movements and the moment her arousal hit my nose, my tongue darted out to lick my bottom lip.

“Take them off,” she told me as she looked down at me with heat in her eyes. “With your teeth.”

My eyes stayed locked on her as long as they could. My tongue slid out and licked her puffy lips before I trapped the fabric between my teeth. Her breaths came out heavy and choppy.