Killian:Negotiating what?
Don Dante:A favor. Something petty and precise.
Don Dante:She has excellent taste in revenge.
Don Dante:I find it refreshing.
[12:06 AM]
Jax:congratulations you’ve been invited to the least sexy dropbox ever
Jax:yes this is the worst sentence i’ve ever typed
Jax:Don Dante do you have a recent sti panel
Jax:just drop it in the folder
Jax:pdf only
Don Dante:Of course.
Don Dante:I will respect the folder structure.
Jax:ok.
Jax:April’s are in there too.
Jax:with her permission.
Jax:do not be weird about it.
[12:38 AM]
[DON DANTE RENAMED GROUP TO: “HER CHAOS”]
Mateo:Why that name?
Don Dante:Because she designs the chaos.
Don Dante:You simply execute.
Don Dante:As it should be.
Jax:...accurate.
TWENTY TWO
The Court Convenes
April
They walked back through the club together, Don's hand resting at the small of her back like a claim. April moved looser, lighter, no longer braced for correction.
The VIP booth came into view, and seven men looked up at once.
They saw April’s flushed face, her mouth slightly swollen, her hair not quite as neat as it had been thirty minutes ago despite clear efforts to fix it. And then they sawhim.
Seven sets of eyes tracked from April's expression to Don's hand to the man himself.
