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Chapter 293

Dalton tapped a beat that only he heard against his jean-clad thigh. Nerves caused his stomach to clench and a slight sheen of sweat to pop out on his forehead. He'd been waiting for what felt like a year to get a one-on-one meeting with Liam. While their pres was accommodating, times had been busy, and he hadn't wanted to press his luck. Especially because of what he wanted to ask. Liam could easily say no, and he hoped being patient would get him some leeway with the man so many of them looked up to. He needed this favor like he needed his next cigarette. If he had any hope at all of helping his uncle, he needed time, and right now, that was a precious commodity.

The shop was busier now than it had ever been, fuck what his dad thought. Their client base was strong, and they'd been getting by legitimately for a long time. They didn't have to have their hands in everything because they made damn good money doing things their own way.

"Dalton, c'mon in." Liam walked through the club
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