Page 131 of Break Inside


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“Absolutely,” Beast muttered.

The next six and a half hours went by faster than usual – likely because when I wasn’t serving or making drinks, Beast was training us.I was more than ready to call it a day.Ivy had texted to let me know that she was coming by the bar after a showing on the North side.

My hunch was that she wanted to hang at the bar to eat, and maybe shoot the breeze with Lark.He hadn’t been at the party on Saturday night, and I suspected she’d been disappointed.If connecting with Lark was what she wanted, I’d spend an extra hour here.

Killian came behind the bar and went to the trashcan.“You’re out of here soon, right?”

“Yeah.Why do you ask?”

He took the lid off the can and pulled the bag out.“I’m gonna take this out while you’re still here.”

I nodded, and reached under the bar for a trash bag.“Thanks.I could have done that.”

Kill shook his head.“I need to see the sun before it sets.”

I put the bag in and replaced the lid.

Mickayla breezed past me to the register to update a customer’s tab.

I glanced out the new front windows and saw Ivy drive by and park her car.

“You are so smitten,” Mickayla said.

“Shut it, Mick,” I muttered.

She giggled.“Nope.It’s not that busy.Go out there and greet her so the rest of us don’t have to watch you pine after her and be so damn sappy.”

Part of me wanted to force her to watch me be sappy, but I took her up on the offer and went out to see Ivy.

I nodded at Adam as I walked out the front doors.The moment I stepped outside, alarm swept through me.Ivy stood on the sidewalk half way between her car and the doors to the restaurant on the sidewalk.She was facing me, but two men were blocking her path.

My gut said it was Sig and Rusty, but that couldn’t be right.Sig had agreed to letting this shit go.If it was him, he wasn’t wearing his MC cut.The man on the right had the same build as Rusty.

“Rusty,” I called out to test him.

When he turned, I noticed he held a gun in his hand.The other man shifted, and my stomach soured as Sig stared at me.

“I knew she’d draw you out,” Rusty said.

The sour in my stomach began to roil when I saw Killian saunter around the corner of the building, a good fifteen feet behind Ivy.

“Yo, numbnuts, I’m the one you want,” he called out.He’d pitched his voice lower, and he only did that when he was trying to act like me.

Goddammit!This really wasn’t the time for my brother to pull a switch.

“Fuck, I didn’t know they were identical,” Sig said in a voice so low, I almost missed it.

“Which one do want me to shoot first?”Rusty asked.

“The one who killed my nephews, dumbass,” Sig said.

“The two of you got no fuckin’ business here.Cops are on the way,” Lark said, walking up beside me and cocking a rifle.

With anyone else, that warning would have encouraged them to leave.But Rusty was a different level of stupid.

“You said you were cool.Does Bridge know you’re here?”I asked, trying to stall.

Sig’s eyes narrowed.“I lied.”