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Chapter 13

Author: Simone M.
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Beatrice’s POV

Flint pushes away from the counter and leans over the island. “What the hell is my brother doing taking you to the Morfils?”

I bristle at his words. “You got a problem with me going to The Corral?”

“I’ve got a problem with anyone getting mixed up with the Morfils.”

“Except you used to fight for them.”

“That was just a means to an end back then.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“I had my own agenda. Didn’t turn out the way I hoped.”

“Got it,” I say, nodding. “That makes more sense.”

Flint laughs a little, resting his forearms on the granite island. “Please tell me my brother isn’t thinking about getting cozy with Terry.”

“Not sure. I wasn’t feeling great.” I lift my spoon. “Apparently, the human body needs food to keep going.”

He sips his beer quietly for a bit while I finish my stew. His face is hard to read.

“How does The Corral work?” I scrape the last bits of stew from the bowl. My brother’s name keeps ringing in my head. The picture of Claude on th
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