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“I’d like nothing more than to strangle the life out of you, but Gage thinks you might be useful.” Player wraps his hand around my neck and squeezes. “Now the Kings of Anarchy own you. You do whatever we tell you, understand?”

I nod, my eyes filling.

“You don’t deserve this second chance, but way I figure it, you’ll screw up and Gage will give the order to end you. That or I’ll just get tired of waiting and do it myself.”

I swallow at his threat. I know he means every word of it.

Chapter thirty-four

Player

The entire drive to the clubhouse, I think about putting a bullet through Molly’s head. My finger actually twitches with the impulse.

When we pull up at the clubhouse, Cruz takes Molly to a safe house, and Drae and I climb out.

Watching them drive off, I’m running on empty.

Drae chuckles. “Funny Cruz would get stuck with that job. He’s always hated that bitch.”

“That’s why I gave it to him.”

Drae taps his temple. “Always thinking, VP. That’s why I love you.”

“Maybe she’ll piss him off, and he’ll put a bullet in her head. One can hope, anyway.”

“Gage may be right this time. She could be useful.”

“I know he’s right. That’s what pisses me off.”

Drae laughs and slaps a hand on my shoulder. “Come on, VP. I’m sure your girl is waiting for you. You gonna make her an ol’ lady? Make it official?”

“She’s mine. She and I and the club know that’s fact.”

“Gotta make it official, VP.”

“We’ll get around to it.”

“Property of Player. I’ll make the call and get it set up. What’s her size?”

“Small.”

“You sure? She’s got a set of knockers on her.”

“You want me to drive my fist in your face, motherfucker?”

He raises his palms in the air, laughing. “Just sayin’.”

“Fine. Medium.”

“We’ll make it happen.”

“I want to set up a party on the beach. We need some time away from this clubhouse.”

“I’ll talk to Gage. I’m sure he’d be up for throwing a party at his place.”

“Sounds good. Now I’m gonna go find my woman and fuck her brains out.”

“TMI, brother.”