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The wo the chain on, she opened the door “Can I help you?”

“Are you Taffy? I’m Chase”

The name clicked in her memory “Of course” She removed the chain and stepped back “Come on in”

Chase complied and shoved her hands into her black skinny jeans “You settling in okay?”

“Yeah, the place is great”

Chase nodded “It is We’re lucky to stay here Not every place here is so nice or protected I run a tight ship here So, I want to know about it, so they can be taken care of”

Her voice sounded low and serious It commanded respect and planted a seed of belief She looked like a woman who stood by her word

“I will”

“Good Mostly, we don’t have too ulars Sometimes, a Nomad or a brother froht” Chase shrugged her shoulders “It’s part of the life”

“Life in the fast lane”

“You get wise or get run the fuck over”

Taffy snickered Chase reirls back hoh to see how things flowed down the pipeline They had a sisterhood No one could understand what they’d been through like each other So your back could be the difference between life and death The thought pushed her to leave her co ass tio”

Chase tilted her head back and studied her “Yeah, I think we did Are you going to be around awhile?”

“No other place to be,” Taffy admitted

“You got a gig yet?”