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“Nope, I really didn’t.”

“Shit man, where’s your head? I need it here; on the bullshit we have to deal with. There’s something going down with the Tallahassee Chapter, and we’re going to have to help them out sooner than later,” he mentioned.

“Sorry, what’s going on over there?”

“They’re going to move some product regularly between Florida and Canada soon. Ghost is putting all the chapters forward to help them out. Shorter hauls for each chapter make it harder to track. If the Florida guys are always seen running to Canada it will flag someone’s interest.”

“What are they running and who in the hell are they running it for?”

“Guns and ammo mostly, and don’t really give a fuck who its going to. We’re just a go-between. We’ll take some of their runs from here to West Virginia, occasionally we’ll go as far as the Dakotas with it.”

“Okay, do we have a run coming up soon or something?”

“Nah, they bypassed us this time in order to stop in and speak to Ghost directly, but he gave me the heads up this morning that it will be going down for us next month. That means we need to make sure any of the men we send on these runs are trustworthy,” Sweet tacked on.

I laughed. “In other words, either you or me on the runs with someone else while we test them?”

Sweet tipped his head back and sighed. “You got it.”

“What’s Jamie gonna think about you running guns?”

He shrugged his shoulders. “What’s Jamie think about anything I do? I’m a fuck up. One minute she loves me, the next she hates me. She knows how the club roles though.”

“Nah, she really doesn’t. Her dad kept her out of all the runs we did when she was around. She never knew if we were fully legit or running anything illegal before. She just accepted that the club was family and whatever it took, was what had to happen.”

“Well, hopefully, she’ll feel the same now. Besides, I’m betting those girls aren’t totally in the clear, legally speaking, anyway. Have you seen that one business of theirs? They basically trap married or engaged guys.”

“They what now?”

“You know…” He shook his head as if he couldn’t believe he was having to tell me about this. “They send in a hot chick, tempt the bastard, if he takes the bait, they give the proof of it to the wife or newly engaged bitch, and then that relationship is done.”

I laughed after listening to him describe just one of the businesses those girls were running. “Yeah, I know and that’s fucking awesome. Maybe we should start the stud service version of that shit,” I suggested. “I bet they’re making bank.”

Sweet rolled his eyes. “I bet they are too, but we are not getting our guys involved in that kind of shit. Jesus, can you imagine all the thirsty bitches we’d have hanging around waiting for rings after they were tricked?”

That pulled me up short. “Wait, are you saying the girls actually date some of those guys, or fuck them? What the hell?”

Sweet turned narrowed eyes on me. “What’s it to you if one of them does that?”

“Nothing to me, but Jamie’s in charge over there. Just wondering if she’s ever done it?”

“No, she doesn’t handle that part of the business. We already talked about it, remember?”

“So, who does?”

“I think the real question is, who are you hoping isn’t involved with that job? I saw you with Keys at the party. Saw you leave the party and take her to your room too. You gonna make that a thing?”

I shook my head. “Neither of us want that. She was pretty adamant from the beginning that it was a one-time hookup.”

“She was, huh?”

“Yeah, and I agreed. We have enough of a messy situation with you and Jamie.”

“Speaking of, we both need to get used to calling her Angel Girl.”

I shook my head at the thought of having to do that. “I don’t know how to make that change work in my mind. All I see is the little girl I grew up with, my best friend, my sister-basically. She has always been Jamie to me. Is it weird?”

“What?”

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