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I followed the f*****g operation, which I thought deserved some recognition.
Benny disagreed.
“You want a cookie because you did exactly what you promised her you’d do?”
“I want acknowledgment.”
“I acknowledge that you’re needy.”
I ignored him and stared at the screen in front of us.
We were back at the clubhouse with Jarek and the detective, reviewing what investigators had gathered around the diner. JJ was ten feet away with Marissa, drinking something while pretending she wasn’t watching us examine footage of the place where Havoc might have been watching her.
That sentence alone pissed me off.
The intermediary had been followed quietly after he left. Nobody stopped him at the diner because the point had been Havoc, and grabbing the first asshole he sent would have ended a
