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She looked emaciated, and honestly, it was hard to look at her because she looked so frail and unhealthy

She wasn’t the sa Rome’s life hell when it came to their kid

No, this woht and day different from that woman

It’d been a little over a year since I’d last seen her, and time had not been kind to her

“I think,” Bayou started “That until we have all this figured out, you should probably stay away froo With both you and Ro professional football players…yeah, it’s not going to go well”

No, it wouldn’t

“That works seeing as she wants nothing to do with e her number”

My phone rang again, this tinore

“Who keeps calling you?” Ro just as annoyed as I was, but likely not for the same reasons

“Lisa fro fro it supre”

Mostly because every ti and not goddamn Lisa

“Well, our first order of business” Bayou sat down and stretched his feet out under the table that we used to have all of our discussions that pertained to the club at “Is to find Tara Our second is to do da your publicist Third, it’s to find Tantor, and figure out what, exactly, he wants Then ame while we find his weak link”

And none of those things included ive me

Son of a bitch

I looked down at ain started to buzz in my hands

This ti for the ringer to sound

Thirty seconds later, the phone vibrated with a voicemail

I tapped on it to get the notification to go away and shoved the phone back into

Not once did I think about sending Conleigh a text e

Nope Notbothered me The end

-Conleigh to Steel

Conleigh

Two months later

I couldn’t tell you why I atching the game

Hell, it was the last thing on this earth that I wanted to do, yet there I was, doing it anyway