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“He doesn’t owe you shit Not a word, not aYou made a bet—”

“What the hell is going on?”

“Your worin

“I don’t need protecting What the hell are you doing here? Haven’t seen you in almost a year,” I say as I tuck Hailey under my arm

“Need soht and placed a bet”

“You what!” Hendrix barks as he walks out with Jagger behind him

“Ran into a ht, told him my son’s name is Aces”

“How the hell do you knohat they call me?” I snap

“I know everything” He takes a drag froarette, throws it down, and storand He adds a grand a day”

“Go fuck yourself,” Hendrix hisses at him “Get the fuck away from my place”

Hailey stiffens under me, and I watch my father stare at her

“Tell him about Blade, Hailey,” my father taunts

“Blade is holding half of Monte’s books Marshall is holding the other half That way, if one fucks hiet caught in an underground ga with all of Monte’s personal assets, while Blade handles his se the ‘side business’ In the end, Monte never loses a dime or a wink of sleep”

My blood is boiling “Which h I know the answer

“Your father owes Monte When he gets out, he’ll co for him”

“Let hiet the fuck out of here”

He looks up at Jagger “Need to as”

“Get the fuck out of here before I drag you out back and fucking slit—”

“Morrison”—Hailey touches ave his word”

“I gave him life!” our old man snaps at her

“You duave him life,” Hailey snaps back as she stands in front of et hiet what he deserves No one but you, me, Marisa, and your family matters”

“Our family,” I correct her