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Copper sat behind the desk Rusty strode in two seconds later “Sup, Cop”

“Just checking in after yesterday You were pretty steamed when you took off”

Rusty shrugged “Wasn’t nothing I’m over it” He moved into the roo an opportunity for so paydays”

“Selling meth?”

“Meth, heroin, Molly, whatever the fuck the people want” Rusty propped his boots on the edge of the desk

“Club’s been down that road already brother Nearly destroyed us Destroys s in the end”

With a laugh, Rusty said, “So? You earn enough, and it don’tthese assholes?”

“No” Voice hard, Copper stared at his brother “You want out, Rust? That what your shit attitude is about? Done with MC life? If that’s it, grow some fuckin’ balls and telllike you wanna be here Got it?”

Rusty stood and tossed his sarette into Copper’s ashtray “Fuck this shit,” he said “Need so pussy” He tromped out of the office “Becky!” he shouted “Five minutes, in my room, on your knees”

That ell Copper pinched the bridge of his nose where an ache seemed to start and shoot out across his forehead The day would have been much better if he could have stayed in bed with his woman

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

THE PERFECT OPPORTUNITY had been presented to Shell, and she’d chickened out

Big time