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can help each other, you know?"
“I'm not interested. We have suppliers that we deal with and you guys aren't one of them." She shrugged as if he didn't matter, which he didn't.
"That's not the answer I was looking for, Princess." His smile fell and his stance shifted just a bit.
"She's right, dude. Tell Victor that if he's looking to score some business he needs to call me. I'm in charge of what does and doesn't make it into Kate's club. We have suppliers and unless you're willing to cut me a good deal, I ain't interested either."
"I said no." Kate looked toward Marcus and then back to the large bastard before her. "Tell Victor that I didn't say nothing to the cops and I won't. I don't have anything to say. Fuck you and your offer. Get off of my property."
"Keep your mouth shut, pretty girl. If not, I'll be back and next time I don't get the chance to be this cordial." The man winked and turned his heavy stare back toward Marcus. "We'll be in touch. I think you'll find that my employer is much more willing to make you a powerful and rich man should you decide that's something you want."
Marcus nodded and turned, motioning for Kate to follow him as the guy left. It wasn't until they were in the darkness of the hall that Kate turned to him.
"Don't you ever presume to know what is and isn't okay with me. Those mother fuckers gunned down a seventeen-year-old boy outside my club last weekend. I don't want them or their shit near me."
"Kate... you know the world we live in. Stop acting like the kid didn't get what was coming to him. I'm sorry you knew him and his death affects you, but baby you know I'm right." He reached for her as she jerked away and walked back into her office, moving to her safe and pulling the small bag of weed out.
"Give it here and I'll roll it for you," Marcus spoke behind her.
"I hate you." She tossed it to him and sat down in her father's large leather chair. "And I'm starving."
Marcus sat down across from her and lifted a small box on the edge of her desk, moving the folded up yellow papers to pull out the small rollers. He worked the weed into it, licking the edge as he looked up at her.
"Relax with this and I'll go grab you something to eat. You want a burger?"
"Are you not at all concerned with what just happened? There is a new drug lord in town? How is your boss going to take that? He's just as likely to send someone over here to off you if he thinks you're talking about getting in bed with Victor."
Marcus stood and shrugged, handing her the joint and reaching into his pocket. He pulled out a light and leaned in, the small flame dancing before her.
"It's part of the job, Kate. I don't scare easily and whoever pays the most is who I'm working for."
"I don't like it."
"You've been through a lot lately. Sit back and chill. This week is going to suck and I'll be out for some of it. You need to enjoy your Sunday. Leave these bastards to me and you focus on shaking that cop off your tail. He doesn't seem like he's satisfied with your story. I'm sure it's not the last you've seen of his preppy looking ass."
"Extra mayo and pickles on my burger. Stop treating me like a child or I'll tie you down and fuck you until your eyes bulge from your big head."
He chuckled and walked to the door, his voice carrying over his shoulder. "Okay sweet little docile sugar plum."
She laughed and lifted the smoke to her lips, inhaling deeply. They were in too deep. The life she hated was following her as closely now as it had back then. She needed to get rid of Jon, to lead him down a different trail. The guys who killed his brother wouldn't hesitate to off him too, and her if given the chance.
Marcus dropped off her food and left for the evening, his offer to stay and help her forget everything denied. Sex wasn't the answer. She wasn't sure what was though. Maybe leaving the city and changing her name? She couldn't leave the club though. It was the first thing she ever owned, part of her view of
“I'm not interested. We have suppliers that we deal with and you guys aren't one of them." She shrugged as if he didn't matter, which he didn't.
"That's not the answer I was looking for, Princess." His smile fell and his stance shifted just a bit.
"She's right, dude. Tell Victor that if he's looking to score some business he needs to call me. I'm in charge of what does and doesn't make it into Kate's club. We have suppliers and unless you're willing to cut me a good deal, I ain't interested either."
"I said no." Kate looked toward Marcus and then back to the large bastard before her. "Tell Victor that I didn't say nothing to the cops and I won't. I don't have anything to say. Fuck you and your offer. Get off of my property."
"Keep your mouth shut, pretty girl. If not, I'll be back and next time I don't get the chance to be this cordial." The man winked and turned his heavy stare back toward Marcus. "We'll be in touch. I think you'll find that my employer is much more willing to make you a powerful and rich man should you decide that's something you want."
Marcus nodded and turned, motioning for Kate to follow him as the guy left. It wasn't until they were in the darkness of the hall that Kate turned to him.
"Don't you ever presume to know what is and isn't okay with me. Those mother fuckers gunned down a seventeen-year-old boy outside my club last weekend. I don't want them or their shit near me."
"Kate... you know the world we live in. Stop acting like the kid didn't get what was coming to him. I'm sorry you knew him and his death affects you, but baby you know I'm right." He reached for her as she jerked away and walked back into her office, moving to her safe and pulling the small bag of weed out.
"Give it here and I'll roll it for you," Marcus spoke behind her.
"I hate you." She tossed it to him and sat down in her father's large leather chair. "And I'm starving."
Marcus sat down across from her and lifted a small box on the edge of her desk, moving the folded up yellow papers to pull out the small rollers. He worked the weed into it, licking the edge as he looked up at her.
"Relax with this and I'll go grab you something to eat. You want a burger?"
"Are you not at all concerned with what just happened? There is a new drug lord in town? How is your boss going to take that? He's just as likely to send someone over here to off you if he thinks you're talking about getting in bed with Victor."
Marcus stood and shrugged, handing her the joint and reaching into his pocket. He pulled out a light and leaned in, the small flame dancing before her.
"It's part of the job, Kate. I don't scare easily and whoever pays the most is who I'm working for."
"I don't like it."
"You've been through a lot lately. Sit back and chill. This week is going to suck and I'll be out for some of it. You need to enjoy your Sunday. Leave these bastards to me and you focus on shaking that cop off your tail. He doesn't seem like he's satisfied with your story. I'm sure it's not the last you've seen of his preppy looking ass."
"Extra mayo and pickles on my burger. Stop treating me like a child or I'll tie you down and fuck you until your eyes bulge from your big head."
He chuckled and walked to the door, his voice carrying over his shoulder. "Okay sweet little docile sugar plum."
She laughed and lifted the smoke to her lips, inhaling deeply. They were in too deep. The life she hated was following her as closely now as it had back then. She needed to get rid of Jon, to lead him down a different trail. The guys who killed his brother wouldn't hesitate to off him too, and her if given the chance.
Marcus dropped off her food and left for the evening, his offer to stay and help her forget everything denied. Sex wasn't the answer. She wasn't sure what was though. Maybe leaving the city and changing her name? She couldn't leave the club though. It was the first thing she ever owned, part of her view of
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