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wanted her to know, he’d do it himself later. After I told him.
    “Cole-”
    “I gotta go,” I said, walking back toward Tank’s office. “Bye.”
    I hung up before she could grill me anymore. Now that Raina was engaged to Tank, she was always trying to pry info from me. It was because she knew so little that I knew opening my big mouth would have been a mistake.
    I knocked on Tank’s door.
    “Come in,” he said.
    When I entered his office, Tank was alone and staring at his laptop, wearing eyeglasses.
    “I didn’t know you wore cheaters,” I said, sitting down in front of him.
    He took them off and shoved them into his desk. “Only once in a while.”
    “You see an eye doctor?” I asked.
    “No. I’m sure it’s because I haven’t been getting a lot of sleep. What’s up?” he asked. “I thought you were on your way to see Sal?”
    I told him what had happened at the deli.
    “Good. They’re royally fucked now,” he replied, smiling.
    I nodded. “Hopefully I’m not in too much trouble. She wanted me to stick around, but I hauled my ass out of there when I heard the sirens.”
    He leaned back in his chair and sighed. “The cops will be showing up here. They’ll want to talk to you.”
    “They couldn’t see my cut,” I replied, unzipping my leather jacket. “So, I doubt the woman even knew who I was.”
    “Did either of those two idiots mention your name?”
    I thought back. “I don’t think so.”
    “Not that it’s a big deal. I’ve got nothing to hide. I just don’t like them coming into my clubhouse and snooping around.” He chewed on his lower lip. “Actually, why don’t you just go to them? They could use you to back up her story.”
    I stared at him in surprise.
    “Normally, I wouldn’t suggest it, but those dirt bags have it coming,” he explained. 
    “Okay. If that’s what you want. I’ll leave right now,” I said, wondering if he was testing my loyalty to the club somehow.
    “Good idea. Get it over with.  And Ice, don’t let them coerce you into giving any kind of Intel on us .”
    “I’d never do that,” I said, a little hurt that he felt he needed to remind me. “Seriously, I want you to know that I’m committed to the club. In fact, I swear on my life, I’d never double-cross you.”
    Tank smiled. “I believe you, brother, and I’m not worried that you’d do anything on purpose. I just know that once you’re downtown and getting grilled, they’ll try to put words into your mouth. Don’t let them.”
    “I won’t,” I said firmly.
    “Speaking of heat, what did you say her name was?”
    “Terin O’Brien. Tell you one thing - she sure didn’t look like a cop,” I replied, thinking she was hotter than any I’d ever seen.
    “What do you mean?”
    “Let’s just say that if you saw her, you’d want to be frisked. She did a number on Chips though. Kicked him in the chin and he went down hard. It was pretty comical.”
    Tank grunted. “Sounds like he got what he deserved. I wonder if she caught the fucker.”
    “From the amount of sirens headed toward the deli, I’m sure someone got a hold of him.”
    “Chips is a piece of shit,” said Tank, staring ahead. “He’s been to Griffin’s a few times. Once we had to kick him out because he started touching some of the girls and wouldn’t stop.”
    “No surprise there,” I replied.
    “Swear to God, the Devil’s Rangers must recruit their members directly from the neighborhood sex offender list. They’re all fucking deviants.” Tank’s smile fell and he gave me an apologetic look. “Shit. No offense.”
    I chuckled. “None taken. Even I have to admit, most of them are fuck-nuts.”
    “Lucky you left.”
    “No shit. Unlucky I ever got involved with them. Worst thing I ever did.”
    He shrugged. “You didn’t know what those guys were about.”
    “Actually, I kind of did,” I said, feeling shitty. “I mean, I didn’t know everything. I just knew that they were one-percenters and liked