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was a mess. She was a mess, but he couldn’t stop loving her. I used to wish he would, just so he could move on. I don’t think he ever will now.”
    They stood in the room, awkwardly. Her life had been hard, but she had nothing on his.
    She shivered as a cool wind swept through the open door. “What did he mean, you had to choose between me and the crew?”
    “I don’t know.”
    She was looking at his face as he spoke, and she saw the walls go up. He was lying, and she knew it. He knew exactly what Craig was talking about, and he either didn’t trust her enough to tell her or he didn’t want to.
    Either way, it hurt.
     

CHAPTER 4
     
    Morgan had a very good idea what Craig had meant, but the last thing he wanted to do after such a crazy day was tell Katie.
    The DEA were hunting his club down, probably planning on knocking them off one by one, a lot of busts were likely going to happen, and there was still the larger problem that at any minute they might have the slaughter of that ragged crew pinned on them.
    If Craig was really as pissed off as he seemed to be, he might even be willing to help pin those murders on the Orphans.
    It was unthinkable, but Morgan had to face reality.
    Craig had gone off the rails, and it was possible he was so pissed about being ousted that he was willing to sell his entire crew—former crew he reminded himself, up the river just to get revenge.
    He knew Lisa’s death had unhinged his brother. He also knew he had given Craig way too many passes for that behavior after Lisa died.
    Morgan was also angry at himself for not trying to reach out more, for not trying to make Craig wake up and see that Lisa had let the damage done in her childhood stretch into her adult life. He’d wanted to tell Craig a thousand times to forget about her, to walk away, but he’d known how deep Craig’s love for her ran. He hadn’t been able to break from that promise he’d made to her or Craig, to always stick together, to stand up for each other, long enough to bring a heavy dose of truth to Craig when it came to Lisa.
    And Craig had needed to hear the truth. Just like he had needed to know that she had overdosed on purpose. That her death hadn’t been murder as Craig had thought. Morgan had determined that the man who’d sold her the dope, and who’d slept with her when she was short of cash, had not given her the stuff to kill her. It wasn’t dirty dope, and it wasn’t straight dope designed to kill Lisa either.
    Lisa had chosen to not fight to live anymore. Her spirit was broken. It had been hard to keep Craig from killing the dope dealer, but Morgan had managed to stop him. Just barely. He had arrived in time to keep Craig from shooting the dealer with a needle full of almost pure heroin, which would have killed anyone, but not in time to keep him from beating the man almost to death.
    There had been a war after that, one between the Orphans and the street gang the dealer belonged to. When it all got sorted out, there was still plenty of bad blood on both sides, but they’d managed to call a truce and get back to business eventually.
    Exiling Craig hadn’t been an option then. Every man in the crew knew what had him so rattled. They had forgiven him. They licked their wounds, mourned over the loss of cash and other things, and stood behind their brother.
    Except Craig hadn’t stopped there. He had been waging his own private war ever since, and at some point he had started waging it against his own brothers.
    And Morgan knew why, even if nobody else did.
    Craig was angry with Morgan, and it had nothing to do with him feeling like he wasn’t getting his fair share of glory or goods. He’d been furious with Morgan ever since Morgan had stopped him from killing that dealer.
    The truth had broken Craig: Lisa had vanished years before she had actually died. He just didn’t want to admit it. He’d believed he could save her.
    Morgan sighed. It tore him apart inside to try and fix things. Long