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Screw froze as the implications bombarded him As enforcer, much of this would fall to him Not alone, of course, as the club functioned as a teaside Copper, he’d be expected to not only carryout his president’s orders, but help devise a plan to keep the club safe

Christ, what had he gotten himself into?

He glanced up to find Jazz’s gaze on hiave him a small smile and a nod and damn if it didn’t bolster his confidence Was ither support and belief in his ability to keep his brothers and their women safe?

Jesus, why the fuck did he even care?

He’d worked his entire life to not give a shit what anyone thought about him

“Thanks for letting us know, Jazz,” Copper said “We’re gonna talk for a few, then we’ll be out, okay?”

She nodded but didn’t et up “Uhh, there’s actually more”

“Of course there’sback in his chair

“Okay, let’s have it” Copper folded his arms across his massive chest

“They spoke to me, well one in particular”

Once again, Screw felt like a hound on the trail of a scent

“I assumed they wouldn’t knoho I was, so I’d planned to just buy et the fuck out of there, but Crank stoppedyou soon”

Copper’s chest rose and fell with the force of his sigh “Anything else?”

Jazz shook her head with a snort “No, just your standard inappropriate sexual co”

As though her words were the crack of a whip against his flank, Screw shot to his feet and leaned across the table “They fucking touched you?” Suddenly leading an attack on the Chrome Disciples seemed like the perfect way to spend his time

Mouth in an O, Jazz leaned back in her chair Her head moved back and forth in a rapid clip “Uh, no, not really It was nothing I’m fine, Screw”