Atone (The Disciples Book 2) by Cassandra Robbins

Author:Cassandra Robbins [Robbins, Cassandra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cassandra Robbins
Published: 2019-10-08T16:00:00+00:00

DAVID/POET

I sit in the booth of one of our strip clubs waiting. Ryder and Edge have already started drinking.

The music is way too loud for this early crowd, or maybe it’s me. My chest is vibrating from the volume. I look around and grit my teeth. I’m not happy. As a matter of fact, I’m in a fucking foul mood. And this pit of a strip club has my name on the deed along with Edge’s.

We’re waiting for a kid named Brodie. This is the one I got from Reed’s FBI documents.

“I have to go get the DJ to turn down this fucking music.”

Edge shakes his head like I’m crazy or something and keeps drinking.

“Jesus, Poet. Chill the fuck out. I’m sure he’s jacked up from working all night. We had a private party.” He raises his beer and looks at the stage.

“What time does the replacement arrive?”

“I think noon.”

This is one of our older clubs. My scumbag dad was the original owner.

I got it when he died and added Edge on before I blew out of town.

It needs a fucking facelift badly. The red velvet booths stink like booze and body fluids. All of them need to be removed. On that note, I take out my phone to schedule someone to get in here tomorrow and clean them.

“I’m closing the club tomorrow morning for a deep cleaning.” I don’t look up as I state this, but I can sense them both staring at me.

“This place is a gold mine. Don’t mess with its mojo,” Edge grunts into his beer bottle.

Now I do look up. “It’s a fucking sty and quite frankly, I’m amazed the health department hasn’t shut your ass down.”

He snorts and leans his head back, his red hair standing straight up on the velvet couch. “I pay a lot of money so that doesn’t happen.”

I scowl at him then at Ryder who seems preoccupied with his phone. When I get like this, I either need to fuck or fight. Since I have sworn off Charlie, I wish Axel was here so I could kick his ass.

I look at the door. It’s close to meeting time. The kid says he has his dad’s old cell phone. Stupid, yes. Helpful, we’ll see.

“Go get your cock sucked by Destiny—you need it.” Ryder looks up from his phone and grins. “And no, I’m not going to step out and let you beat up on me because you’re hung up on a woman and won’t admit it.”

Edge raises his head and looks at us. “The fuck? Who is it?” I should be insulted at his shocked expression.

“Jesus Christ.” I scoot out of the booth. “I can’t stand the smell of this place and the music is shit. I’m fucking done.”

I don’t care if the DJ is tired or on drugs. This place is a disgrace.

“Poet, sit down and shut the fuck up. If anyone needs to get laid, it’s you.” Ryder snickers as he types on his phone.

“That’s the last thing I need.

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