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had already tried pleading with Ty and Romero, but I was still going to give it a go, “Is there anything we can do to end this without bloodshed?”

    The shock of seeing my brother’s text had made me rethink things. I had been thinking about everything in black and white. If anything happened to my father or Gage, my mother would be a wreck. After hearing what Faith had been through, I didn’t think my mother could handle losing one of her boys.

    Before either woman could reply, I added, “I think I could solve this, actually.” An idea was forming in my mind. It was dangerous, but I’d rather put myself in harm’s way than risk more lives.

    Faith could see the wheels turning in my mind. “Just what are you thinking, girl?”

    I smiled even though I really had no idea if I could talk some sense into the old man. “Just give me a chance to call my pop.”

    Even after reading Romero’s texts, I was still nervous to call my father’s phone. If it kept ringing until his voicemail kicked in, I thought my heart might give out for real. I was getting sick and tired of the deception and the games.

    Raven and Faith weren’t too confident, but they did give me the room to myself, so I could speak with him. Of course, I had only told them half of the plan. They wouldn’t have liked the other half one bit. It didn’t matter. If my father agreed to the plan, everything work out just fine. If he didn’t answer, though…

      With one ring before voicemail, the phone clicked. “Well, well, well. Look who decided to show her face.” My father’s voice sounded completely in control; almost as if he had been expecting my call. Maybe if I had taken Gage’s bait, I would call my father’s number, anyway.

    “Look who rose from the dead.” My voice sounded completely in control, too.

    “So you don’t even believe your own brother anymore. What’s happened to you, Julie?” He didn’t even sound like my father. He sounded more like a hostage negotiator. That was fine, because we were going to bargain.

    I made sure my smile came through in my voice, “Daddy, I could always tell when Gage was lying. I’ve known what I was getting for Christmas every year since I was ten.” It took every bit of focus to keep my heart beating slowly. “Why don’t we cut the shit, huh?”

    “Sounds good to me, JuJu.” That old nickname sounded menacing now.

    As I sat on the guest bed in the belly of the beast, I wished more than anything for a glass of water. My throat was parched, and I knew that clearing my throat would show a sign of weakness. I couldn’t do that. I had to remain strong as I squared off against my father.

    “You need Harris to get those guns, and you need me to get Harris. Since your connection with Blythe has dissolved, you’re shifting the club in a different direction. Am I missing anything?”

    My dad didn’t say anything for a few seconds. It was a nice bit of confidence boost for me. “Just a detail here and there. For the most part, though, I’d say you’ve got the nuts and bolts.”

    “Good.” It had been a roll the dice because I wasn’t sure if my father was going to take over the drug business or not. Maybe that had something to do with the details. Either way, I had an upper hand.

    My heart pounded harder, and I silently cursed it. “I’ll come back on the condition that you call off the search. I know you’re not just looking for me.”

    “Damn, girl. Must’ve been listening a little harder than I ever gave you credit for.”

    I nodded. “Yeah, I must’ve been. I know how much you despise the Rising Sons. The one thing that I don’t know is why. You curse their name all the time, but rarely give a reason. You bitched and moaned about that informant or whatever, but what did they do to you? You may not be president of the company, but you are a president. Companies adapt when competitors come into town. What was your plan to adapt?”

    “My plan,” I hear him keeping