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inside, or a death wish. I couldn’t help my mind
drifting back to her sprawled on the fucking pool table while Pig-Pen rutted away. Back to the glazed, faraway look in her
eyes. To the shame and pain in those eyes when she’d caught me looking at her,
before she’d turned away.  
    I looked around and leaned forward. This was dangerous. Names were
powerful things. Names led to records, records to histories best left buried.
Especially in my case. But I wanted her to trust me and in order to earn trust,
you had to give a little, right?
    “Chris,” I told her. It was
true, but it was also pretty generic. She rolled her eyes and I smiled.
I knew she was smart. “You gonna tell on me?” I
asked. Her expression cooled considerably, and she looked up the bar toward
Pig-Pen. He was deep in conversation with Spade and Dredd, the club’s Treasurer
and Secretary . She turned back to me, her china doll face so solemn.
    “Don’t tell me your last name,” she said quietly. I raised
an eyebrow.
    “ Now, why would you
say a thing like that?” I asked. Her cornflower blue eyes flicked to my own and, with another careful glance to
see who was nearby and who was listening, she resolutely shut her mouth and
poured my Jack & Coke, shaking her head just a little. I leaned over
the bar, reaching out a finger. She flinched
backward, but in the end she stood her ground.
    “Nice piece,” I said. I brushed
the crown where it rested against her chest, the metal warm from her
skin.
    “Thanks,” She said with a
tremble, visibly nervous .
    “Pretty-boy!” Pig-Pen slapped the back of my cut and I sat
back. Coon slid my drink across the bar to my hand. I smiled at her as I took
it. “Got a thing for my bitch?” he asked me.
    “Nope, just got a thing for her taste in jewelry, that’s a
nice piece she’s got there.” Pig-Pen looked at the crown and sword necklace.
She took it off and handed it to him.
    “I was waiting for you to finish talking, I didn’t want to
interrupt you,” she said. Pig took the necklace from her hand and stared her
down. She licked her lips and rushed out, “I finished it last night and that
other thing you wanted done? It should be done in a day or two. I just need to
cast a couple more settings for it, find the right size and shape stones.” She smiled bravely and Pig-Pen pocketed
the necklace, nodding.
    “You just keep being useful,” he said quietly, menacingly.
Coon nodded rapidly. Pig pointed down the bar, away from us, “Now go be useful
over there.”  
    I raised an eyebrow and
watched her, shoulders hunched, head bowed, as she ghosted down the bar to the
other end. Skid was there, and he smiled at her, engaging her in conversation.
    “Got somethin’ for you to do,” Pig-Pen commented dryly.
    I turned my attention back to the man. “I’m listening.”
    “The bitch Gordy has in his pocket came through. Found out
where one of those holier-than-thou fucks is layin’
his head at night, and it ain’t at their clubhouse like a lot of the
rest of them scared-ass pussies.” Pig-Pen eyed me carefully. “Go with Axe and
Corbin while they take care of business,” he grated. I nodded slowly.
    “When we doin’ this?”
    “Now! Jesus Christ, Man!” he gave me a little shove with his
shoulder.
    “Like Jack & Coke?” I asked with an impetuous grin.
    “Yeah, why?”
    “Had one made, just for you,”
I handed him my drink, and he boomed out
a laugh that sounded like fucking cannon fire. I walked down the bar and caught
sight of Corbin and Axe by the door to the
parking lot. They each nodded at me before slipping out . I moved that direction, pausing when something caught
my sleeve as I passed the hall to the bathrooms. I turned and looked over my
shoulder.
    “Dani.” She swallowed hard and let the sleeve of my jacket
go. “My name is Dani,” she said nervously, melting back into the shadows of the
corridor , where she was less likely to be seen
by Pig. I made like I was going through my