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At some stage, she must have fallen asleep because when she woke up, it was dark. She looked at the clock. Oh, shoot, it was well after midnight.

Walking out of the living room, she glanced at the front door. She better lock it.

As she stepped closer, she noticed something white was sitting on the floor in front of the door. Leaning down, she picked it up. It was a sealed envelope.

Ripping it open, she pulled out the piece of paper inside, gasping in shock at the typed words.

Pay up or else

Oh. Shit.

Did debt collectors send threatening notes now? On a Saturday night?

Or was it something far worse?

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Ammo walked into the chapel inside the funeral home.

It had a huge wall of windows at one end, which was where a small platform stood. The casket was already there, with people walking along and paying their respects. He supposed he should do that, too.

“You going to go up and see the dead guy?” a familiar voice asked from beside him.

Glancing down, he saw Honey.

“What are you doing here?”

“We’re here too.” He looked to the other side to see Keira standing there. Zander was behind her.

“You brought your pregnant wife to a funeral?” he asked.

Zander scowled. “It wasn’t exactly my choice.”

Ammo shook his head. Zander needed to be stronger, stand up to his wife. He was letting her walk all over him, and it was embarrassing.

“You should have just told her that she’s staying at home.”

And that should have been the end of that, quite frankly.

“Just told me?” Keira said. “Are you serious right now?” She put her hands on her hips as she glared up at him. Behind her, Zander was making a slashing gesture across his throat.

But Ammo ignored him. To his peril, it turned out.

“Yes, he should have just told you. You’re his responsibility. You need to do what you’re told in order for him to keep you safe.”

“If we weren’t about to attend a funeral, you’d be a dead man, Ammo Grayson. A dead man. Sleep with one eye open,” Keira snarled at him.

Keira headed toward a seat and Zander shook his head at him. “You’re an idiot. Do you not know what a hand across the throat means?”

It seemed that he didn’t.

“Good turnout,” Honey said. “Must have been a popular guy.”

Ammo shook his head. “Not so sure of that. I’ve learned some things about Charlie.” He turned to Zander. “You might have been right about him.”

Zander snorted. “I’m always right. About everything.”

Honey sighed and elbowed Ammo. “Why’d you have to go and tell him that he’s right? We’ve got a long ride home with him tomorrow. I do not want to listen to him gloating the entire way.”