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“Surely you don’t think she’ll coht?” Mac snorted at that “Not a chance, man”

“I don’t even have a last name or phone number”

“Still nothin’? Da with you?”

Nicholas flicked pebbles and grass off his jeans and shirts “Well if this isn’t typical You can take a good beating and get slung out of a club haybale-style and what ruffles your feathers?”

“Don’t fuck withhis truck key out of his front pocket

“Where are you going?”

“Down to the local police station I’ out ns this club and why Sable is important to them Whoever wanted her out of here went to a lot of daer at the ground “They landed a helicopter right here, Nicholas Right where we’re standing Who the hell does that?”

Nicholas considered the only practical answer “A jealous husband with a lot of money”

“Any luck in Drover, sweet boys?” Markie was filing his fingernails when they entered the barn the next

Mac grunted and kept walking Nicholas paused for a moment of reflection Markie pretended not to notice hi Every few minutes or so, he’d release a deep breath, flutter those false lashes like a drama queen, and return to his task

Nicholas had more patience for Markie than Mac, but Nicholas hadn’t put up with Markie for well over half his life Markie had practically lived with the McCall family and called them out as brothers

“Okay, I give up,” Markie said, tossing aside his lone nail care product “Tell me what happened”

“We need you to do so

“Well of course you do Are you just figuring that out, sugar?” Markie grinned, fluffed his cotton-like hair and whispered, “I’ll be your power bottoettable sex Promise”

“Markie, knock it off” Trevor entered the barn flipping through a few docuh the I could find about the club and its owners is right there There isn’t o on”