Page 75 of Only for Love

“What kind of trafficking?”

“The kind that brings in Titan.”

Not great news. That kind of crime is nothing I want near my family.Family… something I’ve never really had before and suddenly want with shocking clarity. I grew up under the thumb of an evil man, so the bad in the world is not lost on me—I knew about it even before I went to war. But all I can picture is blond curls of a little girl who will one day, somehow, bear my name. I swallow away the life-changing realization and nod. “What do you want from me?”

“I need a couple guys. Just show up for a bachelor’s party.”

My brow pinches. “Excuse me?”

“Runners use Interstate 95. They start south and stick near the highway for easy access and quick getaway. Establishments, not truck stops. I want them taken down, but I want their network even more.”

“In Summerland?”

“Next county over but might as well be Summerland.”

Anger boils in my blood. I thought he meant drug trafficking. But… this is more dangerous. “If I agree, I’d do what?”

“Simple—it’s just a bachelor party. Make friends. Keep your eyes open. Blend in, and keep mental notes. You can do that?”

“Yeah, I can do that.”

The door slams open. A mean-faced man the size of a tank rolls in and stares only at Brock. “Yes or no.”

It doesn’t sound like a question, but Brock raises a thumbs-up.

The man nods and stares at Parker, who nods. Then he looks at me. “Welcome to Titan.”

“Now, that’s done.” Brock follows the other man as they blow out of the room.

Parker lingers. “Nicely played.”

“Wasn’t playing.”

“That’s why you have the job, kid.”

Well… fuck me. Sweet.

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