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With a roll of his eyes, Zach zipped up his leather Handlers’ jacket “See of brotherhood while you were locked up” As he spoke, he threw his thick leg over his bike

“Fuck you,” Rusty said, starting for Zach This wouldn’t be like Mav or even Jig Zach wouldn’t suffer an underserved punch He’d fight back, and both ed Which would make the ride home suck

Copper slaression “Shut the fuck up, both of you” Standing between the two snorting bulls with one hand on Rusty’s chest and the other extended toward Zach, Copper turned toward his brother “Rust, we ain’t doing anyone any favors This is price of doing business I need so from hilad he ain’t asking us to sell his fucking meth”

Rusty threw his hands up “Jesus, bro, you think you got the better option? You knohis shit? Wasted fucking opportunity if you ask me”

Copper narrowed his eyes and worked not to crack amoney We walked away from that shit for a reason, Rusty Way before you went away You re ain You hear me?”

“Loud and clear, Prez,” Rusty said, the title dripping with sarcasm He stalked toward his bike, mounted, then rode off in a thick cloud of dust before Copper even made a move toward his bike

“Fuck,” Copper bit out

“Pretty much sums it up,” Zach said

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

“LOOK, MOMMY, I’M doing it I’lee Typically, Shell would have her take it down a notch, but her exciteured a few shrill yells wouldn’t hurt

Her little legs pu back and forth, her s hit Shell’s heart Silly, really, but each time Beth learned a new skill, she needed her mother a little less, and that was a hard pill for Shell to s She’d been Beth’s everything since day one, and it wouldn’t be long before she wasn’t needed at all