Page 46 of Mav

My Blake: Better than emptying the dishwasher all day.

Mav: Yeah, I suppose it would be. You have any preference to what you want to eat tonight?

My Blake: No, anything is fine.

Mav: Anything?

My Blake: I have to go, CUL8R [heart emoji]

“What are you grinning about?”

Looking up I shrug my shoulders because I’m not telling any of the brothers what I’m saying to my woman. Wings takes a seat and gives me another questioning look but doesn’t follow through with the question itself.

“Why are you not busy?” I ask as I change the subject.

“Pres is wanting everyone out of his office while he speaks to one of his informants. I reckon something is about to go down with that Milanas. I hope Vitale catches him, then we can sneak in and grab the fucker right from under his nose.”

“That’s what he wants, teach this fucker he has to pay for his crimes, and to piss off Vitale of course.” Both of us chuckle but turn when we hear a female voice.

“Oh, we can piss off Vitale don’t you worry about that.”

“Hi, Nell, follow me and we’ll go somewhere private to talk,” Mia quickly says, taking Summer from Sybil and speaking over her shoulder to Amelia behind the kitchen island,“ Can you bring us refreshments please, Amelia?”

Amelia’s eyebrows shoot up to her hairline in surprise, and I’m waiting for the sassy response, but she smiles sweetly and replies, “Yes of course I can, I’ll be along in a few minutes.”

Sybil gives Amelia a small nod as she follows Mia and Nell out of the kitchen. I turn and look at Graham who was behind Nell, but he throws himself into a seat grinning.

“What the fuck is going on?” Wings asks.

“You don’t know anything about women do you?” Graham smirks at Wings.

Wings snaps back at Graham, and I keep my mouth firmly closed as I hear. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Well, anyone can tell Amelia is going to make a tray of drinks and snacks. Then she’s going to take them into Mia and Nell. Once in with them Sybil will appear to look after Summer while Nell and Mia have some peace. But that places Amelia and Sybil in the mix knowing exactly what is going on.” Graham stands from his seat and walks into the kitchen, serves himself a coffee before coming back and looking at Wings, who is sitting with a stunned look on his face.

Wings doesn’t say a word before walking away from the table, out of the kitchen. I wait to see if he’s coming back, but when he doesn’t reappear in a few minutes I shrug and give Graham my attention.

“So, what’s going on with Nell and Mia?”

“Mia wants Nell to be in her girl gang although she isn’t a club member. Nell is a good one to have in any gang if you need your back covered, but more than that they both get on well, and Nell needs female friends. She never leaves the property, but needs more than what she is doing. Too much goes on at times and I know she’s a tough cookie but she is a woman, and needs some softness in her life.” Graham places his chin in the palm of his hand while he rests his elbow on the table.

“Not sure you can say Mia brings softness, Graham. She’s a tough one all of her own.” I watch Amelia carry a tray out of the kitchen, and think Graham had it right from the look on Amelia’s face.

Wings walks back into the kitchen with a laptop. Taking a seat at the table next to us he opens it and taps in commands. I lean over and see his monitor is showing the inside of the playroom where Mia, Nell, Amelia, Sybil and Summer are situated.

“Yeah, yeah, shut it,” Wings snaps.

“Oh, are you using one of your bugs? I want to learn this shit, you gotta teach me Wings,” Graham all but whines.

“I’ll teach you. I’ll come over to you to do it. Will give me a break from here, but I want to give the cells a check over while I’m there.”

“Why do you want to check the cells, Wings?” Graham gives him a shocked look.

“Last time I was in the cells I thought they could do with extra cameras to monitor them, and the hallway. They could do with auto lockdown too. That way if anybody like the FBI tried to getin they’d lockdown tight and do it with a flick of a button from the office, your phone, tablet or laptop.”

“Come over, and we’ll discuss it with Nell, Tank and Richie. I think it’s a good idea, but I know Nell has never agreed to have anyone outside of us know our security measures.”

“I’ll come over. Show you all what I have in mind. So, tell us what happened with Nell and the Mafia evening.” Wings eyes are sparkling with anticipation.

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