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CHAPTER9

Ryder

“Who’s the informant?”I asked.

“Fred Gallagher,” Devon replied, as he got into the passenger’s seat.

“Seriously?”

“He was the only one who came forward and was willing to meet you.”

“He’s unreliable,” I scoffed. “And that sorry excuse of a bar he runs is a front.”

“I’m aware, but he wants to talk to you,” Devon said. “What was I supposed to do? And we have to start somewhere.”

“Where are we meeting?” I asked.

“Where else?”

“Fuck,” I rolled my eyes, as I started driving in the direction of the Horse’s Ass.

“So… how’s training going with Abby?” Devon asked.

I didn’t take my eyes off the road. “Fine,” I said, shortly.

“I’ve noticed that you’ve been riding her a bit hard.”

“Not as hard as I would like,” I replied suggestively.

I saw Devon’s eyes flash, and his tone hardened as he spoke. “She’s been through some shit, man,” he said. “You might want to take that into consideration when—”

“When what?”

“When you’re messing with her,” Devon finished.

“What makes you think I’m messing with her?” I asked.

“Come on,” Devon said. “I’ve seen the way you look at Abby. It’s obvious every time you’re in the same room as she is.”

“What’s obvious?” I said defensively.

Devon refused to answer my question. “She’s not your type in any case.”

“Oh, and you know my type, do you?” I asked.

“All I know is that Abby’s not it,” Devon said. “She’s sensitive…and innocent.”

“I don’t know if she would appreciate you saying that about her.”

“Probably not,” Devon agreed. “Doesn’t make it any less true.”

“What do you even know about Abby?” I asked. “Before this whole thing went down, you were practically strangers.”

Devon was quiet for a long time. “True, but she’s still my sister. And she came to me when she needed help. So I’m going to help her.”

“That’s what I’m trying to do too,” I pointed out.

“Is it?” Devon asked, turning to me. “Or are you just trying to settle an old score?”

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