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Seven days after I carried JJ out of the tattoo shop, she was still in Benny’s bed.
Taking her to my place had never been an option. Havoc knew enough about me to start looking if he decided I had anything to do with her disappearance. My house would be the first place he checked once he worked his way south to Middletown.
Benny’s was different.
His place sat in an ordinary neighborhood far enough from the clubhouse that nobody looking for a Black Dagger would immediately think to search it. Our bikes had been moved to the clubhouse, my SUV stayed in his garage, and neither of us wore our cuts anywhere near the house. As far as the neighbors knew, two men had disappeared inside for a week and apparently developed an intense aversion to sunlight.
We hadn’t exactly been social.
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