An hour.
He'd be on the road again soon, riding straight toward the same men who thought bringing a kid to a deal was normal.He hoped like hell the kids' mom kept the girl home and away from the riders.
He set the bottle down and headed across the room.Cruz joined him, and he held the door open.Outside, Duke slapped Hunter and pointed toward Baddy.The other two men walked to their motorcycles.Having already gassed up earlier, he was ready whenever Kodiak wanted to go.
"Got your piece?"asked Cruz, the vice president.
He pulled back his vest, showing his nine-millimeter. The others followed suit, even Hunter, who'd followed the conversation, even though he was deaf.
Whatever waited out there, they were ready.
But something told him this deal—this whole fucking year—was going to be different.
And not in a good way.
Chapter 4
Lydia finished tyingher shoes when the apartment door slammed open hard enough to rattle the frame.Sonny's boots thudded down the hall, warning her of his mood.Her stomach dropped.
Not today.Please, not today.
He appeared in her doorway, eyes narrowed, jaw working like he was chewing on anger.
"Let's go," he snapped.
She straightened."Go where?Sonny, I have work in forty-five minutes.I can't be late."
He grabbed her arm, fingers digging in, and yanked her toward the hall.
"Sonny, stop!"She clawed at the doorframe, trying to slow him down."I'm on the schedule at the restaurant.I'll get fired if I don't show."
"You won't have to work after today."He dragged her toward the front door, picking up her helmet and thrusting it at her.
The words hit her like a punch."What?No, I need my job.Sonny, I need the money."
Not working meant she couldn't save her tips.She needed the hidden cash to move out on her own.
