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Joker grins at Mia, nodding his approval. Grady looks like he’s been caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

“That will change.” Daniel side-eyes Grady. “But you need to know that there will be someone on your tail.”

“And you’ll wear this.” Joker stands and brings a watch over to her. “It records, has a tracker, and can send an SOS with just the push of a button.”

“Is this all really necessary?” She looks around the room.

“Yes!” everyone, myself included, responds.

“Okay, fine. I’ll wear the fucking watch.”

“Oh, she needs to meet my sister.” Davis grins at her.

“That’s my wife you’re talking about,” Joker growls.

“Still my sister, asshole.”

“Enough,” Daniel says.

“Demitri, we need you to be seen. But not too seen. Go to work, live your life. As far as anyone needs to know, your name is John Smith. You own the custom garage in town, and you just moved in with your girlfriend.”

“Okay.”

“We’ll be following you, too.”

“You’ll make sure he stays safe?” Mia asks.

“Yes.”

“What are we doing about the woman?” Mary wants to know.

“Nothing we can do until she makes a move, right?”

“Right. But we can’t sit back and watch it happen. That’s how people end up dead or missing. This family follows a pattern. And if she’s working with two ranking members of what was, we should be able to track their progress. The drugs are next.”

“And then the women disappearing,” Davis adds.

“Mia isn’t going to be one of them.” I stand quickly, my hands on the table. “I need you all to know that if something happens to her, if one hair on her head is harmed, I will burn the fucking world to the ground. And I’ll take out anyone who gets in my way.”

The threat is there. If any of these people take a wrong step and Mia gets hurt, I’ll kill them with my bare fucking hands.

Daniel quickly ends the meeting before all the alpha personalities in the room start showing off and we all end up in the hospital. Do I know anything that I didn’t when I walked into that room? Nope. My family is back. And they want Mia. To what end doesn’t matter. All I know is they’ll never fucking touch her without going through me first. They might share my blood. They might have been loyal to my father. But they stopped being family the night Mika died.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

MIA

I stareat Demitri on the way back home. He says nothing, and eventually I can’t stand it.

“Why were there so many people there? Why did they need to be there? I still don’t know what the plan is. What about the stuff on the floor of the bar? What. The. Fuck. Demitri?”

It all comes pouring out, all the questions I had through the entire meeting. I stare at the watch on my wrist. Big Brother is watching, and all that shit.

“Also,” I add before he has time to respond, “do you think Joker is listening to this conversation now?”

That gets a grin out of him. “He doesn’t give a shit unless you need him,Krasotka.”

“How do you know? How well do you know him? And why was there a cop there?”

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