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Trip had a habit of touching Stella when he needed to bring his anger down a few notches Maybe it worked the sa and Red

“Red comin’ down to join us?”

Instantly, it was like soht and every muscle tensed “Why?”

Shit “Just wonderin’”

“She need to be a part of whatever you’re runnin’ past me?”

“Nah” He just needed to get this the fuck over with

He could be worried for nothing

Or he could have every reason to worry

Shit could go either way

It was the not knowing that bothered him

Chapter Fifteen

Dodge pulled a hand-rolled from his cut, lit it and once he took a deep inhale to fill his lungs, he slowly let the sot a sister?”

If he thought Sig was tense before, he just watched the ain?”

Jesus “You got a sister?” Dodge asked again, louder this tione stiff, echoed the same damn question at the same damn time, so it ended up in stereo

Sig’s dark eyes flicked to his half-brother for a second, then settled back on Dodge “What the fuck you talkin’ about?”

“You know, a fuckin’ sister A siblin’ that hta came outta Silvia’s snatch You should knohat a fuckin’ sister is,” Trip growled

Better Trip be an asshole to Sig than Dodge Because he’d been te similar

“Maybe Red and Stella should be a part of this conversation,” Dodge suggested, hoping neither man exploded like the aluminum nitrate Trip said they’d need to blow up Hillbilly Hill

Sig shook his head and glanced around He then tipped his head toward the stairs leading up to the executiveroom “Upstairs”

Hell, since thea sister, maybe it was for the best they take it so loud and rowdy and would only get worse as the night went on

If Sig would’ve said no, the discussion would’ve been over in an instant, Dodge would be free and clear, and they all could concentrate on getting shit-faced