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Then I was in his arms and ere headed to the shower for round number thich was even hotter than round one And round three was shaping up to be the best of all Until the school called

Beau had had another asthma attack

Chapter Eleven

Cross

My dark office inside the clubhouse was exactly where I needed to be It fit ed my ass to let them fix it up a bit, but the s with the wood paneled walls and dark gray carpeting The big oak desk was new, and the leather chair matched the one I had in the Merry Mayhem room, only a shade less fancy I did a lot of Reckless Bastards business in here, but I didn’t give a damn about how it looked

The room did what it was meant to and I didn’t need shit else, no ht

“Yeah?” I was a little gruff when the knock sounded on the door because I’d made it clear I didn’t want to be disturbed

Jag walked in, expression as stoic as always these days Not that before Vivi, Jag was an effusive type of guy, but at least he used to flash a sive a daot some of that info you requested” He walked in and sat down, all business

“Anything good?”

Jag shrugged “It’s not what you want but after all the shit that just went doith Vivi, I can’t be digging around in government systems the way I used to But, what I did find is useful”

Staring at Jag looking lifeless and without energy, I could only feel like this was another area where I was failing my club Part of ive a shit “What did you find?”

He pulled out a flash drive and he handed toto co

“Bill Pacheco, the city er,” he said over my shoulder, “has a twenty-one-year-old enrolled at UNLV, but according to her professors she rarely attends class It’s because she’s spending all day with her new boyfriend, Lu”

Lu? My eyebrows rose and Jag nodded “Roadkill’s treasurer?”

“Yep”