I nodded. "Good to know."
"You sure you're okay?"
"I'm fine. She doesn't bother me."
And she didn't. I didn't care who Ridge had been with before me. As long as they stayed out of my way, I had no problem with them.
One of the club members pulled out his phone and made a call. I couldn't hear what he was saying but I had a feeling he was calling Ridge.
I went back to work. Took orders. Served drinks. Cleared tables.
My lunch break came around one. I told Hank I was stepping out for a bit.
"Going to get your car?" he asked.
"Yeah. Ridge said it was ready. Figured I'd pick it up while I have time."
"Take your time. I can handle things here."
I grabbed my jacket and walked to the auto shop Nash owned. It was about fifteen minutes away. The air was cold but it felt good to walk.
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