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they hadn’t cared because those men had to pay for what they’d done to Lily . Death was sure that was when he first began to earn the respect of the club because none of the senior members wanted to sit back and think about what to do while the men who’d brutally murdered his eighteen-year-old sister had gotten away.
    Death stared at the ceiling wondering why he was thinking of his sister now when he hadn’t thought about what happened to her in years. He didn’t know but he wasn’t too happy about the thoughts filling his head when he needed to be thinking up ways to get out of here. Maybe he could get them to let him take a shower. After all, pretty soon he was going to start stinking. He’d already been in the bed for four days and was likely already starting to get rank. He closed his eyes as the thought began to take root and he thought of ways to get them to allow him free from these chains for long enough that he could break the fuck out of here. Only trouble he could see was not knowing where Becky would be, unless he could convince her to bathe him.
    He felt a smile slide across his lips at the thought of her soft hands on his cock again. His body thickened and he shifted slightly on the bed. Fuck, lotta good getting turned on was going to do him with his hands chained to the fucking bed . Frustration had his teeth clenching and his hard-on softening but he still couldn’t get the remembrance of her hands on his cock out of his mind.
    Death stared towards the door that she’d exited through, wondering if tomorrow he might get to feel those hands touching him again. He fell into a fitful sleep a few hours later dreaming of Becky and her sweetness.
     

     
    After leaving Death staring at the door in dumbfounded fascination, she headed to the kitchen with the tray, ignoring Evert who followed her. She could almost feel her brother’s disapproval hovering in the air around her like a dark cloud looming in the sky. Great, this was sure to be an interesting conversation. Knocking the swinging door open with her hip, she entered with the tray seeing Lissa standing at the sink washing the dishes. Jamie smiled at her friend, who glanced over her shoulder at Evert with narrowed eyes.
    “Why are you following her with such an unhappy look? Did something happen with Death Rider? Cause I told you not to force her to go in there with him, that it was bad enough that you made her drug him. This is all your fault,” Lissa snapped at Evert.
    “Hey, you know why I let her go to that bar. I knew she’d be safe with him or I never would have sent her in there,” he muttered, his face contorting with a dark scowl.
    Jamie set the tray down on the counter beside the sink and let out a sigh. This was the argument they’d been having since the night she’d drugged Death over a week ago.
    “You couldn’t know for sure that he wouldn’t figure it out and hurt her. Just because he doesn’t hurt women in general unless they’re fucking with his club didn’t mean he wouldn’t figure it out,” Lissa said, slamming the dish she had just rinsed into the dish drainer with more force than was necessary. She turned with her hands on her hips to glare hotly at Evert. Jamie sighed and began helping her clean up by starting to wash the plates she’d just brought from Death’s room.
    “You two should both just chill. I’m fine and what’s done is done, Lissa. It worked and now we have a chance to change his mind about the club. Just leave it,” Jamie told her as she washed the first plate. Lissa grumbled under her breath, never having been one to let things go quickly. She was a grudge holder and she wasn’t ready to stop being angry over it yet. 
    “I’m telling you, I didn’t put her into danger. She was safe as long as he didn’t know who she was and he didn’t,” Evert muttered, coming to stand next to them at the counter. “How long are you going to punish me for this?” he asked, his voice a little