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Slay (Storm MC 4)

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He’d been a little better this morning, but I knew it would take time for him to work through his thoughts and feelings about his father’s death.

I’d be there for him however he needed me.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Blade

I ended the call with my mother and placed my phone back in my pocket. She seemed to be okay which caused me great relief. I hadn’t been sure how she’d take Marcus’s death but I was fairly sure that while she was upset about it, she wasn’t devastated by it. I had every reason to believe she’d continue moving forward in her life like she’d planned.

“Blade, we got word on the Hurley job,” Merrick said as he strode into my office.

“What’s the verdict?”

“We got it,” he said, his words laced with the victory he deserved to feel. He’d worked damn hard on this one.

“Good.”

He raised his brows. “Is that all you’ve got? Good?”

I grinned at him. “Fucking good?”

“Jesus Christ, Blade cracks a fucking joke,” he muttered.

“Fuck you.”

He chuckled and turned to leave, but he’d only taken a couple of steps when he turned back to me. “Forgot to tell you, Ben located Layla’s business partner.”

“And?” If that fucker came back here, I’d take care of him for her.

Fuck, she’d take care of him herself.

“He’s long gone. Ben doesn’t think he’ll be back anytime soon.”

“What makes him think that?”

“The asshole has shacked up with some rich bitch in Western Australia, and she’s funding his new lifestyle.”

I was annoyed and relieved at the same time. Relief won out in the end. “Good.”

Merrick raised his brows at me again.

Oh, for fuck’s sake. “Fucking good, asshole,” I muttered before waving him away. “Fuck off and let me do some work.”

He gave me one last grin and then left me to it. The heaviness I’d been feeling last night had shifted. It hadn’t completely left, but I knew it was easing.

Layla and Merrick did that.

I had people in my life who cared for me.

I’d always known it, but now I let myself feel it.

It felt fucking good.

***

“Scott,” I said as I answered his call.

“I’m just keeping you up-to-date with where Storm is at,” he said, his tired voice telling me a lot about how he was doing. “I was voted in as President yesterday, but only just. Griff is still VP.”



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