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touched her chest,
obviously feeling for the vial of poison. Seeing her touch herself made me grit
my teeth. My cock kept pulsing, wanting to get over there and save her.
    Save her? She ’ s going to kill
your brother …
    The woman then started to bite her
nails.
    She was nervous as fuck.
    I knew what I had to do next.
    I called Trev.
    “ What ’ s happening? ”
    “ Prez,
they ’ re not the ones
doing it, ” I said. “ They were here and they ’ re gone. ”
    “ What?
Where are you? ”
    “ Still
across the street. They rode up and delivered poison. ”
    “ Poison? ”
    “ Something
in a vial. They want one of the waitresses to pour it into Duke ’ s drink. They ’ re trying to throw you
off, Prez. ”
    “ That
can ’ t happen, Trent, ” Trev said. “ Show this bitch the
monster. ”
    I couldn ’ t stop looking at her through the binoculars.
    “ You
hear me? ” Trev
growled.
    “ I
hear you, Prez. ”
    “ Then
say it, ” Trev said.
    I didn ’ t want to say it. I slowly put the binoculars
down. I could see the woman but not all her beautiful defined features. She
finally moved away from her car and worked toward the door.
    Now it was time to act.
    “ Trent? ” Trev asked.
    “ I ’ ve got this, Prez. I ’ ll be in touch soon. ”
    I ended the call.
    I didn ’ t tell Trev what he wanted to hear.
    But I knew what needed to be done.
    The only way to show Rocco and
Gunner that we were serious and nobody could fuck with us.
    I stood up and started to cross the
road.
    I had to kill the beautiful
woman.

six.
     
    (harlee)
     
    There was a nice L shaped bar, two
bartenders behind it. They were tall, beautiful women, wearing basically bra
and panties. Their boobs were twice the size of mine and I had no idea how they
worked with those things on their chest.
    It was me and three other women.
There were twelve tables set up. Tensions were already high. That was  just the
way it went in the beginning. From businessmen in fancy suits to some tough
biker guys, they all sat there and felt each other out. Who would bet high? Who
would always fold? Who would get too drunk and start tossing money around like
it was nothing?
    I scanned the room and saw the Back
Down Devil MC logo on a guy ’ s
back that looked eight miles wide. That was the guy. His name was Duke. I had
to spill the poison into his drink. I had no idea what the hell the stuff was
that Gunner gave me, but it was supposed to make him choke up, grab his chest,
and then he ’ d die a
minute later.
    I was going to kill someone …
    It was all I could think about.
    I stepped forward and started to
walk toward the table. I kept my eyes forward, staring at the skull on the
leather cut. The logo was bigger and scarier than anything Night Soul could
come up with. And if Night Soul was bad … what did that make Back Down Devil MC?
    I was five feet away from Duke when
someone grabbed my wrist.
    “ Look
at this ass over here, ” a voice said.
    I looked down and a man in a suit
stared up at me, smiling. He had a perfect white smile. His face had just the
right amount of scruff on it. His eyes were beautifully blue. Shit, that was
the kind of guy I should have ended up with for the night.
    “ Hey
there, ” I said.
    I had to stick this out. I had to
play the game. Because when Duke was dead, there would be an investigation into
what happened. I couldn ’ t
go to jail.
    “ Where ’ s my drink? ”
    “ You
haven ’ t told me what
you want, ” I said.
    “ A
man like you … mmm … I bet you like to switch
things up. You don ’ t
stick around for the same old thing over and over. You like something new. You
like an adventure. ”
    The guy laughed and touched my hip.
His fingers purposely snuck under my shirt. “ That ’ s right, beautiful. You
have me pegged already. So let ’ s
make this an adventure all night. Go and surprise me. ”
    “ You
sure about that? ”
    “ Try
me, ” he said.
    Next thing I knew, I was taking
drink orders for the