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“Me either,” he said, ignoring her sarcasm.

They made their way inside the tent and took a seat beside Clue and his parents.

They all nodded their greetings and the food began to circulate. It was similar to a family barbeque with a stricter dress code.

He dug into his steak and allowed himself to relax.

“Crap, I need to take this,” Gia said, pulling her phone from her purse and walking out of the tent away from the noise.

Lefty tensed. Is it finally starting?

She returned a few minutes later with a dark expression. “I need to go to the club. A fight broke out, police were called by a customer, and now they’re asking for me.”

“I’ll take you.”

She opened her mouth to argue.

Lefty narrowed his gaze, willing her to protest. “Non-negotiable.”

“Yeah. I know.”

“Come on. Quicker we leave, the quicker we can get back.”

“I can’t ride on the back of you

r bike in this.” Gia gestured to her dress.

“That’s why I’m going to ride in your cage.” He put his hand on the small of her back and

guided her through the crowd.

* * * *

The sight of red and blue lights of police cars greeted them as they pulled into the parking lot. Gia sighed. She hated it when cops came around. They were always looking for a reason to come in and poke around. This was a huge blow to keeping things under the radar. She parked and they climbed out and made their way to the entrance.

Big Mike stood at the entrance. “We contained it. The cops are in your office with Jenny.

She’s keeping them busy. Order was restored. The guilty parties were taken away. I really think they’re just taking the opportunity to bust your chops.”

Gia sighed. “I figured as much.” She shook he head. “Give me the rundown of what

happened.”

“Some guys got a little too boisterous by the back stage. They started pushing and shoving each other. One of them throws a punch and then next thing you know, their buddies all jump in and we got a mini brawl on our hands.”

“Sounds pretty cut and dry,” Lefty said.

“It would’ve been, except someone panicked and called the cops. Ben and I were getting

things all settled when they burst in all too happy to jump in our shit. We took it outside and let the girls restore order.”

“And they need to see Gia why?”

“Because she’s the owner. Technically, it could be Demon too, but given it’s his wedding

day, there was no way I was going to contact him.”

“It’s all right, I got this.” Gia looked around. “It’s no big deal. They can’t hold me


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