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Chapter 9

As Griff stepped out of the door, the disk jockey turned on the music, but the bar wasn’t the same without the rowdy Hellfire pack. Larissa rushed past me toward the exit. I stared at her back, not knowing whether or not to chase after her.

It was probably best that I didn’t. At least not tonight. I’d incited Griff’s hunting instinct, and rushing outside to watch him surrounded by a crowd of women was the best way to make him think I was one to discard.

Don advanced me, his beady eyes glinting with fury. “You were supposed to do one thing.” He held up a trembling finger. “Not only have you failed to attract patrons, but you’ve driven away half my customers.”

“Should I have sat back and let them beat my friend to a pulp?”

He bared his teeth, perhaps stopping himself from hissing an answer.

Don’s broad chest rose and fell like bellows, and the veins on his temple stood out like bolts of lightning. “Do you know what faeries do to people who can’t pay their exorbitant interest rates?”

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