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    “Yep,” Mac said. “Complete and total.”
    “And Spider is Ace’s ex ?”
    “Yep,” Mac repeated.
    “Soooooo… Ace is…” Luke’s voice trailed off. “He’s – ummmm…”
    “Yep.”
    “Ah.”
    Silence descended as Luke, Dillon, and Curtis adjusted to this new reality.
    “Anyway!” Aidan said brightly. “Now we’re all in the loop!”
    “Mmmm-hmmmm,” Luke said, a bit dazed. “So… did Spider help Ace kill Kirk?”
    “No.” King stepped in again. “No, Ace did that to protect Warren Kane and Shay Alcott.”
    “Are they OK?” Mac asked immediately. Warren was Mirrie’s younger cousin, and she’d been living in fear of him getting hurt ever since he’d patched in to the Fallen Angels. “Were they hurt?”
    “They ran,” King said heavily. “That’s a story for me to tell you and Mirrie alone later, OK? But the thing to know is that they’re fine. They’re in love and they’re together and they’re safe.”
    “Uh.” Mac furrowed his brow, a bit stunned at how much had happened in just a short time. “Ohhh-kaaay.”
    “The thing that I need to talk to you guys about is this: we’ve got Ace and Spider in a safe place, and we’re protecting them.”
    “Why the fuck are you protecting Ace ?” Aidan asked, his tone far harsher than usual. “After what he did to Gabriela? And Maria?”
    Dillon’s green eyes flashed with automatic anger as he remembered the Fallen Angels and Kirk Jensen sending some men to gun down himself and his girlfriend Maria up at Open Skies Ranch. At the exact same time, Aidan and Gabriela Torres – Aidan’s now-fiancée and Maria’s half-sister – had been attacked as well, back here in Denver. Aidan had been shot in the neck; Gabi had been buried alive by Ace and the former Fallen Angels President, Trigger MacGee.
    So to say that he and Aidan weren’t fans of Ace Cuddy was a huge understatement. In fact, if Dillon and Aidan had their way, they’d happily serve that fucker up on a silver platter to anyone with the desire to end his pathetic, loathsome life. And here was King, protecting the beast?
    “Yeah, why?” Dillon echoed Aidan’s words. “Let him fend for himself, man. God knows, he’s never been interested in or had any respect for other people’s lives. So he killed that scum-sucker Jensen. Good. He had it coming, and nobody in this room will be shedding any tears over that man’s murder any time soon. It’s what he deserved, and we all know it damn good and well.”
    “You ain’t wrong, Dillon,” Mac growled. “King, do you have any idea how many injuries and victims and deaths have rolled into my examination room over the years, courtesy of Kirk Jensen and his merry band of monsters? How many lives I saw ruined because of them? The worst thing that I ever saw was one of Jensen’s sex-trafficking victim with head and internal injuries that killed her two days after she came into the hospital.” He swallowed. “She was three years old, man. Three. Years. Old .”
    “Mac –” Aidan said, beyond horrified. Yeah, he’d seen plenty of bad shit when he’d worked DEA in Texas, but nothing like that. Not up close. “God…”
    “So if Cuddy offed the prick, I’m with Dillon and I say hurrah.” Mac’s tone was hard again. “It’s just about the only good thing the man’s done in his life, but it doesn’t give him a pass on all the bad shit he’s done, and it sure as hell doesn’t explain why you and your people are keeping him breathing.”
    “Yeah, well.” King drained his beer. “ That’s what we need to talk about.”
    “Shoot,” Curtis grated out. “‘Cause I for one can’t think of one single fuckin’ reason for you to protect Ace Cuddy.”
    King sighed. “Nothing leaves this room?”
    Right away, everyone shot him looks ranging from irritation to outright disgust.
    “ Seriously ?” Jax huffed. “You’re gonna ask us to keep our mouths shut?”
    “Sorry, sorry,” King muttered. “Just