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d to Cyrus to Blayze and then to the dozen or so naked men and wo

mpletely insane. I winced as Bonnie put pr

ut. We don’t hurt anyone who’s not a threat to us. You’re not a th

ll get out of here and never come back.

won’t,” Cyrus said. “T

hitch

. “You’ve got a nasty gash on

d. “No doctors

t you fixed up. You can stay on my couch

I sta

that car,” she ordered, motioning to the dead men’s BMW. Then, glar

t slung over his arm. As he walked away, I noticed a tattoo on his shoulder blade th

ir poked her head out of the bar. “Get Stitch and tell him to bring his k

, guiding me away. “Le

look at him, he was carrying the bodies across the street, one u

nd the bar and down a hill. As we walked, I sa

aid as we neared a teal and white trai

be and put it over her naked form. The interior looked like something from the 1950s. The kitchen

e a middle-aged guy. A little pu

o me, she explained, “Stitch was a medic in the Army.” Bonnie parted

at’s some laceration you got there. But n

responded, “ but I don’t h

club business. Alpha Black tells me to pa

ack and the Blood Dogs. Seriously, thi

y

deep in the desert. I’d tow the BMW to the junkyard

them on so I wasn’t walking around naked, the

ogs wouldn’t do her any harm. They were the enemy, but Bonnie and h

ever come through in the first place. But there was something about her that I cou

knew what an alternator was impressed me. But that wasn’t what drew me to her. In reality, the thing I kept thinking about was how benea

of sleeplessness, I

nd killed, but for some reason, I was willing to take the risk. I pulled on a fresh T-shirt and jeans wit

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ted. It didn’t take me long to drift off to sleep and into a dream. Those days, I tended

over it. Then teaching me how to use his switchblade. Then how to break into and hotwire a car. Next, I saw flashing police lights as I

3:50 AM. Cyrus’s Bone Hills Howlers cut was lying across me like a security blanket. I let out a sigh. In a few hours, I’d find out how much

nd me. I turned around to see… “Cyrus?” Quietly, I slippe

. “Aren’t you, like, rivals? You’r

you were okay. And to say I’m sorry for dragging you into all of this. I don’t know

ou didn’t scare me. I mean, at first, you did, but...just thank you.” I

er flicked on. When I turned, she was peering at us through th

. “Cyrus Alvarez, I will sh

out of your territory. I was just getting

pointing sternly to his bike. He hurried over, giving

k inside. “You want some coff

ks,” I said as I slid

ed once she’d filled us both cups of strong,

o earn some money to pay for the repair. You don’