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minutes before, and a giant of a man walking alongside her. The woman appeared shaken and scared, something Gabby hadn’t noticed before when she’d bumped into her.
    “What’s going on, guys?” Asked the hot-blond guy with piercing eyes.
    “She stole my wife’s winnings,” said the giant walking beside the woman.
    “Excuse me?” Gabby gasped. “Are you out of your mind?”
    “Look lady, I saw you bump into my wife earlier. She had a ticket in her hand, and when she finally came back to me, she didn’t have it. You must have stolen it.” The man might be big, but he sounded like total jerk. With a black tank top to show off his over-bulging muscles. He looked like he’d walked out of a weight-training room.
    “Are you fucking drunk?” Gabby asked, now getting pissed that the man continued saying she’d done something she clearly hadn’t. “First of all, your wife bumped into me, you asshole. And second of all, what the hell would I want her winning ticket for?”
    “You’re a thief,” the man said. “That ticket was worth almost three thousand dollars.”
    “Yelling isn’t going to get us anywhere,” hot blond man said. “Trys, Mike. Take the couple to one of your offices.” Then he glanced at Gabby and Joel. “You two will come with me. My father wants to meet with you.”
    “You shouldn’t have come, Gabby!” Joel hissed.
    “Shut up! Keep talking, and I will bash your head in.” She knew Joel would understand she wasn’t in the mood if she used her usual line on him. She’d never put a hand on her brother, so when she said that, it meant she was angry and didn’t want to talk.
    The group was split, with two guards taking Joel in one elevator and sexy blond and another guard taking her in a second one. They went up two floors. The doors opened to a large office. It was a bit confusing since she expected a hallway leading to an office, not coming out into the office itself.
    A man that looked a hell of a lot like hot blond stood in the center of the room. “Gabriella Cantur, right?”
    She nodded, pretty sure he had done a background check before she even got up to his office. “And you are?”
    He grinned, his smile wide with enjoyment. “Vincent Tigris. But please, call me Vincent.”

 
    TWO
     
    She gulped. Holy shit. She was in trouble now. She’d heard about Tigris. He owned half of Las Vegas, and some said he made people disappear if they ever crossed him by breaking his trust or...stealing. Stupid Joel.
    Vincent glanced over her shoulder at the men standing behind her. “Gentlemen, please leave us. I need to speak to Ms. Cantur for a few minutes.”
    She glanced at sexy blond man and saw him hesitate. He stared at her, his gaze so bright and deep she almost forgot there were others there with them.
    “Slade. You too, son.”
    Slade. What a name. It went with him: strong, powerful, sexy. Okay, so maybe the name had nothing to do with any of that, but he was all of the above, and she saw it from a single look. He took a step toward her, and as if realizing what he was doing, stopped and nodded at his father.
    She stared longingly after him, wishing him back but knowing she’d have to deal with the big man before she was able to get Joel out of there. That’s if Vincent was willing to be understanding to her plight.
    “Come, Gabriella. Have a seat.”
    She turned to Vincent and followed him to a seating area to the right of his massive office. “Mr. Tigris. I didn’t steal anything. I don’t know what the guy was going on about, but that wasn’t me.”
    He nodded and didn’t say anything, only stared at her for a few moments with an odd expression on his face.
    “You work at Charlie’s, right?”
    “Yes.”
    “I’ve seen you there a few times. He and I go way back.”
    Oh, good. Maybe he would be more understanding to her problem. “Mr. Tigris—”
    “Vincent, please. Mr. Tigris reminds me of my father.”
    “Sorry. Vincent. My brother has gambling problems. He