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2025-03-03 21:09:15Maz POV
King guides me to a table where Doc and Big King are. He pushes me down into the seat.
“Fix ’er face while I speak,” King explains, and Doc nods. He walks off and comes back with some things. I watch Colt and the others join us.
“Ya messed up her face for a quiet one, ya can fight,” Big King laughs. I know how to throw a punch. That is down to Tony.
“Yeah, when I walked in, ya were laying into her, so how the fuck did ya learn to punch like a man?” Colt laughs.
“My brother taught me,” I reply, and King looks at me. He doesn’t know about my family, so he has no idea I have a brother. I guess that’s a conversation for later.
“Well, ya broke her nose. Proud of you for fightin’ back,” Big King smiles at me.
“Need to find out how Avril knows. She mentioned Edward and her daughter. Maz only told Rose and Ebony, and we know they
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