“Not only that, but they let me in a little bit. Apparently, the rival club that shot them up a few weeks ago went around stealing from their shops. The money they’ve been giving me was money they stole back from them,” I said.
“Wait, is someone going to come after this money?” she asked.
“No. The guys assured me that everything is clean and clear,” I said.
“You’re absolutely positive?” she asked.
“Yes,” I said.
“Okay. Because the last thing we need is getting caught up in whatever bullshit’s going down with their crew.”
“I promise you, this money’s good. And with this check, we can fund everything with no debt. All the things we need, the best cash registers, all of the stuff we’d need to stock for repairs. We can open everything all at once. We won’t have to wait to open the repair shop later.”
“I cannot believe how lucky you got,” Lindy said.
“They also said something else.”
“What?”
“They also told me they cared about me,” I said.
Lindy got up from her chair and wrapped her arms around me. I held her close as I smiled, my cheeks aching from my own happiness. We embraced in the middle of the coffee shop as I giggled like a schoolgirl.
I couldn’t remember the last time I was this happy.
“It’s about damn time you found yourself someone good,” Lindy said.
“I found more than a ‘someone,’” I said.
“We aren’t talking about that. I’m still jealous,” she said.
“I still think you should make a pass at this Crow guy. Who I still haven’t met, by the way,” I said.
“Because he hasn’t been in the bar. And now that you know a little bit about what’s going on with them, that makes sense. He’s the damn President of the Road Warriors. He wouldn’t be drinking when there are people in his crew dealing with something like this.”
“True,” I said. “But I still want to meet him.”
“And I want to serve him alcohol, prop my titties up, and get him to smile. I’m sure once all this shit dies down, he’ll come back in. But for now, you’ll have to imagine what he looks like,” she said.
“Describe him to me,” I said.
“No, thanks. The last thing I need is to be horny through work. But I have the flyers completed and I want your opinion on them. And I talked to some of the people that make their own jewelry in the area. I have pictures for you to look at.”
“You’re on top of this shit, aren’t you?” I asked.
“We’re partners in this venture. You’re doing all the backend shit, and I’m doing all the frontend shit. Let me do what I do so you can do what you do.”
“Couldn’t have said it better myself. Now, where’s all this stuff I have to look at?”
CHAPTER 29
“Emma! Wooo! That’s my daughter!”
Of course, my mother would fucking show up drunk.
“Emma! Shots. All the shots. So. Many. Shots.”
I watched as she stumbled up to the bar, knocking into people and shoving them out of the way.