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After all, she’d left in such a hurry that she still had my t-shirt on.

I drank the rest of my orange juice and ate the rest of my food noting that she’d hardly left a crumb on her plate. Grinning, I gathered the dishes up and placed them in the dishwasher. I needed to check in with the managers at The Conjure and make sure everything was in order.

As I entered back into my bedroom, immediately my eyes fell upon my bed. Thoughts of last night replayed in my head. I could still taste the drunken sweetness of Emmy’s pussy mixed with the salty taste of my cum to the point it seemed to overwhelm me. I felt breathless, still wanting more of her.

I shook my head and tried to clear my thoughts before dragging the sheets from the bed.

My phone buzzed on my nightstand and I could see that it was Butch hitting my line.

Clear your schedule tonight boys,I read the text message.

What’s up?I replied.

Butch took a few minutes but another text came through.Talked to Loki about an hour ago, and it seems Brittany Lee has a house in the Marshland Parrish.

What about the ransom money,Bo texted back.

Loki’s going to send a few others to a meeting at eight p.m. tomorrow night with the money, and if it all goes well, then we’ll have the boy back in custody.

I stared at my phone because I was sure Loki wouldn’t make a plan without a backup.

Sounds too easy,I texted back.

Exactly,Butch shot back.That’s where we come in.

I’m getting strapped up. They won’t catch me fucking slipping. I got five kids to come home to and Monica would kill me if I died,Bo replied.

Don’t even think like that,Butch told his brother.

I want a few more people with us,I told them.

There was no way in hell I wanted to run a mission and get killed either. I didn’t blame Bo for being worried. Britney Lee was not a woman to be trifled with and I was sure she’d kill you as soon as she saw you.

Firing off a text to Loki, I explained that I wanted a few more men to run the mission with. He agreed and told me that he’d spare Jack “Titan” Thomas and Ryan “Rattler” Canady. They were both ex-military and would have no problem shooting if they needed to.

Once I looped the other two into the group chat that we had going, Butch gave more information.Wires is going to send us some intel on the house.

At eight thirty p.m. we’re going to move on to the Marshland House,I told them.

I’m ready now,Titan sent back.

Just say the word, brother. We’ve got your back,Rattler agreed.

We ended the conversation and I found myself scrolling on social media again. Naturally, I navigated to Emmy’s page. With nothing left to lose, I sent her a friend request.

I was about to sit my phone down, when I saw she had immediately declined it.

“Now Stank, why you wanna play these games,” I smirked.

Another plan began to hatch itself inside of my brain. Emerald Landry could deny all the friend requests she wanted to. I had other ways of infiltrating her life, she just didn’t know it.

Yet.

EMMY

Afew days later…

“I swear it was just there…” I mumbled as I stared up at the mirror in my hallway.

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