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myself.
    “Our grand opening is Thursday. I was hopeful
you would be able to attend. If you like what you see, I’d love to
discuss teaming up to build a location in St. Ann.”
    I nodded, “I’d like that.” I wasn’t averse to
branching out to additional sources of income. Jerry would be an
excellent choice to manage it.
    She pulled a business card from her pocket.
“I’m Gretchen.”
    I took the card and muttered, “Olivia.” Shit,
was I supposed to be carrying business cards around?
    “I know who you are. After the trouble with
Destiny, I think everyone does.” She smiled and I groaned. “Do you
have any free time Thursday?” she asked.
    I turned to Logan with a shrug. “Do I?”
    Logan gave me a half smile. “Yes, we have
time around 11 p.m.”
    “Wonderful, I’ll text you the address,”
Gretchen beamed as Logan handed her his card.
    I turned and Logan walked next to me. “So,
branching out into brothels?
    “Hmm, hotels, I believe. Enhanced hotels. But
for you, Logan, I’ll throw in company if you can’t find your own.”
I winked, smirking at my own joke.
    I wanted to call him Kitty. Since Becky had
outed me about calling him that behind his back, I found immense
joy in it. However, he had made it very clear that I was not to do
that in public. Besides, I didn’t really feel like having to get
into yet another fight this early. The day was young, it would
happen.
    Hudson covered his laugh in a cough when
Logan sent him a glare. I shrugged, digging into breakfast.
    I hadn’t forgotten Grams’s betrayal, but this
public setting was not the time to confront her.
    “Okay, Logan, what’s on the schedule for
today?” I turned to him, sipping coffee.
    “Hudson, get her a to-go cup,” Logan asked,
as my cup was pulled from my hands.
    I huffed, “You are all fucking lucky I am
tired.”
    Logan nodded, checking his phone. He laughed,
not looking at me. “Actually, this needs to be a surprise.”
    Hudson slipped the coffee back into my
waiting hand. I glared at him. “Logan, I do not like
surprises.”
    He slipped a hand behind my back, guiding
me.
    I grunted, following his lead.
    …
    The day and evening passed quickly. Logan and
I met with the European packs, and while everyone had been
introduced to me, I wasn’t remembering names, aside from Hudson. He
was much-needed comic relief amid the veiled threats and fake
smiles.
    I cracked my back while waiting in our suite
for Grams. Logan had checked her schedule; she would be coming
back. I shouldn’t have been there, but didn’t care for the hair and
nail appointment she had made for me. I let Jerry go instead.
    “You sure about confronting her now?” Logan
asked around a mouthful of rice as he sat on the couch.
    “Yes,” I told him yet again, crunching down
on a delicious bowlful of fake orange chicken. I had expected tofu,
but the fake chicken was actually deep fried cauliflower. “Leaving
things to fester has never been my style.” I was on the floor,
sitting in front of the glass coffee table.
    “How did you meet Grams, anyway?” he asked,
picking up a piece of my cauliflower.
    “It’s good,” I told him. He popped the bite
in his mouth, making a disgusted face. “I was stealing a car
after…” I hesitated. How much was I telling Logan? I had told Blake
too much. I needed to be careful.
    He reached out, resting a large hand on the
back of my neck, his thumb rubbing circles under my ear. “You can
trust me, Olie, if you want to.”
    Setting down my dinner I turned to face him,
meeting his caramel gaze. He didn’t remove his hand when I turned,
letting his calloused palm rest against my neck.
    Was I capable of trusting him?
    My mouth decided before my brain could catch
up.
    “I was running for my life. She was with this
guy out on a deserted road and I needed their car,” I began,
letting the memory swallow me in…
    “Four, leave me,” Seven grunted softly.
    “Fuck you,” I replied, keeping my body low in
the dense