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tightened.
“Ally, I know his dealer. I already told you, he’s taken two digits, and he’s
threatening next up is this guy’s dick. And this dealer will do that. He won’t
blink. And he’ll keep sellin’ to him ‘cause he doesn’t give that first fuck
this guy’s breakin’ into cars to steal stereos to feed his habit or that his
sister is spreadin’ her legs to keep him trippin’. She should have never swung that deal. That’s on her.
Her man’s worried about it. You found his problem; it’s on him to solve it. You
give him what he needs and walk away.”
    He waited for that to penetrate,
and when I just sat there grinding my teeth, he kept going.
    “And his dealer is all over havin’
her sweet pussy out there bringin’ in coin. You take that away, I take that
away, we insert ourselves into a situation that is not ours to deal with, and
we make a dangerous guy unhappy. That is not our mission. Our mission was to
find out why that bitch was bein’ hinky. We found out. You report it. We’re
done.
    “This is fucked up,” I hissed.
    “Learn now,” Darius returned. “You
keep doin’ this shit, you’ll see a lot that’s fucked up. Then you’ll learn a
whole new definition of fucked up, and that definition will keep changing. What
you always gotta remember is that it’s not your fuck up. It’s someone else’s. You never take that shit on. You do the job and
walk away.”
    I clenched my teeth and slid my
eyes away.
    Then I looked back and asked, “Why
would she do that for her brother?”
    “What would you do, body parts from
Lee or Hank came to you through the mail?”
    I again clenched my teeth and slid
my eyes away.
    This was my answer, but Darius
already knew it.
    I’d do anything.
    “There is nothing stronger and
there is nothing that’ll get you as fucked up as love,” Darius finished sagely,
and I looked back at him.
    There was a wisdom borne of
experience behind that and I wanted to know what it was.
    But, again, that was his to share.
    The Rock Chicks, hell, anything
(and this evening’s activities proved it), I’d stick my nose in and not give up
until I had it all.
    Darius… I loved him enough not to
go there until (hopefully) he gave it to me.
    “You gonna be able to walk away?”
he asked.
    “Yeah,” I answered.
    He studied me before pressing, “Is
that yeah firm?”
    He so totally knew me.
    My eyes moved to the side for a
second before going back to him.
    “Yeah,” I whispered.
    He held my gaze.
    Then he nodded.
    After that, he let me go and turned
toward the wheel. Then he started up his truck and drove me home.

 
 
    Chapter Four
    Wash Him Away
    Rock Chick Rewind

 
    Two
hours later…
    There was a banging on my door.
    My eyes fluttered open and I
focused on the clock.
    It was twelve seventeen.
    I smiled to myself. I’d left my Lelo
in the nightstand before going to sleep. This was not because, after that
night, I didn’t need some form of relaxation.
    It was that I was hoping Ren would
be the source of that relaxation, as these days he always was. He’d texted me
earlier saying he had a late meet, but was hoping, if it didn’t go too late, that he’d come to my house and
spend the night.
    It was late, but as ever with Ren
and me (and we both knew it), no late was too late.
    I threw the covers off, got out of
bed and moved out of my bedroom.
    I was wearing a sexy sapphire blue
nightie with deep edges of black lace.
    Everyone now knew Indy’s former
secret (a secret that was leaked by Indy herself during a Girls Night Out; it
wasn’t me who shared, swear) and that was that she always wore sexy underwear.
This was because her grandma bought her some on her sixteenth birthday and told
her every woman should have that particular secret. Indy took this to heart and
lived it from that day forward.
    Unfortunately, seeing as he’s my
brother, I also knew that Lee very much appreciated this now-not-so-secret.
    As in a lot.
    I couldn’t say I very much
appreciated