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much is going on, and we need to make our moves now . The kind of stuff we’re dealing with, it’s time-sensitive. You get me? It’s like… we have to be there to intercept the shipment, or catch the top guy. Things like this can’t be delayed or pushed. This isn’t my time-table and I don’t control it, as much as I wish I did.”
    “No, I get it.” She gave him a small smile. “I really get it, Matt, I promise you. What you do is so important and it changes lives, and you need to be flexible and ready to go at any second. I know what you do isn’t safe or clean… I know it’s dangerous and dirty, and I know that you don’t want any of that in my head. You can’t stop doing it, and I know that, and I don’t want that. I’m not saying that I want you to stop .”
    “So what are you saying?” he asked, almost afraid of the answer.
    She bit her lip, thinking. “I don’t know what I’m saying… and that’s the problem.”
    Stunned and worried, he watched her head down the hallway to their bedroom. What he heard next showed him just how bad things were getting – it was a sound that he’d never heard come between them, not since they’d first gotten together. Even when she’d been furious at him a few months earlier, and booted him on to the sofa for a week, she’d never done this .
    Fuck. She actually shut the bedroom door .

Chapter Three
    That night, Jax Hamill glanced around Dangerous Curves, checking the vibe. It was pretty relaxed for a change, he was relieved to observe. Things had been far too tense far too often lately… but no surprise there. It seemed that every single goddamn time he’d turned around over the past few months, some crisis was sitting there, just hanging out and waiting to explode. And when it did explode, it was nothing less than devastating.
    At that thought, his dark-green eyes zeroed in on Gabriela Torres as she headed in to the staff room for her meal break. Jax still couldn’t believe sometimes that Gabi was here, and safe, and whole; normally, a woman marked for death by the Fallen Angels MC would be just that. It had been damn close – way too close, in her boyfriend Aidan Carter’s opinion, and he wasn’t alone in thinking that – but she’d come up and out of the earth alive. Shaken, damaged, traumatized. But breathing.
    The Fallen Angels had carried on with their reign of terror when they’d decided to go after Mac and Mirrie. Mac had conspired with King to defuse that whole situation, and Mac had been the one damaged that time.
    He’d chosen it, of course, and King and King’s Men had had Mac’s back the whole damn time… but there had been more than a slight chance that the former MC President, Trigger, would simply shoot Mac in the head before King could get in position, and make his decisive move. Trigger had , after all, been given his nickname for his preferred method of killing people, and the man hadn’t been shy about just going for it.
    Trigger was dead now, though, dead at King’s hand – or rather, at his former VP Ace Cuddy’s gun – and now Ace was the President of the Fallen Angels. He was also firmly in King’s pocket, and was proving himself to be one hell of an informant on local slime bucket Kirk Jensen’s criminal activities.
    So far, and from what Jax was able to piece together by watching the news, and observing King’s comings-and-goings and his injuries, Ace had provided King’s Men with intel on no less than nine major operations that Jensen had going on all over the state. Jax knew – without being told a word – that King’s people had busted open and demolished every single one of them. Jensen was howling, and the ripples and repercussions were huge, and they were being felt right there at Dangerous Curves.
    In some cases, Jax’s clientele wasn’t made up of Denver’s most upstanding citizens, and many of them had been directly affected by Jensen’s loss of drug and prostitution chains and distributors. Many