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“It belongs to the family,” he tells her “If you forfeit it, you forfeit it to us or no one Do you understand?”

She looks between hi nervously “I appreciate the gesture,” she says, glancing back at Misha “We have sos to think about”

Misha doesn’t say anything, and I absolutely understand their reluctance I don’t know Ryen well, but this isn’t hi to anyone but her, and I’ve never known him to be in a club other than his band Toowith his privacy would paralyze him It’s not who he is

And quite frankly, they don’t have a history with us The rest of us are here, because ouldn’t be anywhere else Misha is here for Will and only Will

Michael takes his seat and swipes his fingers across his phone, setting it in the ht, considering our agenda, let’s first tackle the—”

“I want to kill your father,” I say, cutting him off

Damon chokes on his vodka rocks Every eye at the table turns toin the air

I knoas abrupt, but I need to set the pace tonight Or I’ll lose control

“I won’t,” I add “I just want to I wanted you to know that”

Michael sits there, playing with the Montblanc in front of him as everyone watches on silently, but he doesn’t blink, and neither do I

“And I want toyour feet? My father?”

I falter One has nothing to do with the other “That’s a private matter”

“You don’t talk even e are in private The only tiood

lately is e’re fucking”

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