“What else did he say? I mean, did he ask anything specific?”

  She exhaled. Holy shit, he was definitely working with Gordon on something, or their paths crossed. What a scum bag.

  “He didn’t specify, but that is Gordon’s way. You’re guilty even before he asks the questions.”

  “Nothing about any drugs deals or weapons?” She swallowed hard.

  “No, and he wouldn’t come right out and be that specific. He covers his tracks. He knows where I work. Come on, Gains, look around you. We’re in a municipal building that has law enforcement agencies working out of it.”

  “So nothing specific then? It makes no sense.”

  “I think he said something about a recent deal and a guy getting stuck with a needle? I don’t know. I hung up on him.”

  “Shit.” He ran his fingers through his hair. So it seemed Gains did know something about the cop getting stuck with a needle.

  “Please leave, Gains. I don’t want or need any trouble.” She went to walk to the door, and he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her into his arms.

  “No, you won’t be in danger if you’re with me. I can protect you from Gordon. If he’s calling you, then he wants you in his bed. He knows you’re interested in me, and if he believes that we’re seeing one another, then maybe he’ll keep his distance.”

  She laughed. “We aren’t seeing one another, and he wouldn’t care either way. When he wants something, he takes it. End of story.”

  “I want you. As my woman, as a person I can retire with, spend a lot of time with, and explore the country. He wants you in his bed.” She pushed on his arms, but his hold was firm.

  “He does not. I went out with his brother, and you’re too young to retire, and we aren’t seeing one another. We haven’t even dated. Now please, I need to get back to work.”

  “Means nothing. Lots of brothers, men like to share their women. You know, promise them a commitment and she’ll be the only woman for them, and they’ll lie any way they can to ensure that she believes them.” She froze at his words. Was he inferring that her relationship with Avery and his brothers, if Gains knew of it, was a fake, a bunch of lies to have sex with her?

  “That isn’t necessarily true.”

  “Don’t believe Avery and his lies. He’s working a case right now, and it involves Gordon and another guy, a big shot black-market businessman. Avery knows that you and I were hitting it off, and he could try to make you believe lies about me so he and his brothers get you into bed. What he wouldn’t reveal are his little side jobs. You know his partner was killed in a bust. Avery was only shot, but word was that they never should have been there and he pushed Coast to go in first. That he may have been working with the guys who killed Coast. Why do you think he went with Internal Affairs? A way out of getting busted and tried for murder of his own partner.”

  “Don’t be stupid. You’re out of your mind. Coast was his best friend.” She pushed again, but he didn’t budge. Instead he gripped her hair and neck and kissed her. She in return shoved her knee up into his crotch, hitting his balls and making him release her. She shoved at him.

  “Get out. I’m not someone you can just grab when you want to. Leave me now.”

  “Afina, please. Everything is coming together. My plan is working. I have a lot of money saved, and we can live a good life together. Don’t fall for their lies.”

  “Get out.” She opened the door.

  “This isn’t over.”

  “It never started,” she said and closed her door as he left the office.

  She sat down in her chair and covered her face with her hands. She had to call Avery and tell him what she found out and about the phone calls. He was going to be upset, but he’d get over it.

  Her cell phone rang, and she looked at it, saw it was Michael, and answered the phone.

  “Oh God, Michael. You won’t believe this,” she said and started to explain about the call from Gordon and the visit from Gains.

  “I heard the same thing about Avery. That him and Coast weren’t supposed to be in that bust and that Coast went in on Avery’s order and they didn’t wait for backup.”

  “He isn’t a dirty cop. He wasn’t working with the bad guys who killed Coast.”

  “I don’t know.”

  “What does Ghost believe? It was his nephew, and he knows a lot of people.”

  “He doesn’t believe that. Coast and Avery were best friends, but I can see how much of a dick Avery can be. How defensive he got that night with me.”

  “Don’t go there, Mike. You were defensive, as well. You both got your testosterone going, and it became a tough guy contest laced with too much beer. This is all a bunch of crap, and I am not getting put into the middle.”

  “Then maybe it’s best you stay clear of Avery and his brothers as well as Gains.”

  “Gains and I are not an item nor have we ever been one. That night we met with all our friends was the first and only night we met.”

  “Yeah, well, that dude thinks otherwise. If your boyfriends there are so protective, then they should nip that in the bud before Gains turns into a bigger problem.”

  “Yeah, so Avery gets in trouble as an IA agent for harassment?”

  “I don’t like any of this situation. Not Gains bothering you, surely not Gordon calling and asking questions and wanting to go out with you, and certainly not those four fucking old guys lusting over you.”

  “Old guys? Seriously?”

  “Well, you’re twenty-five, they’re like forty, and once again you seem to be moving towards being in the middle of a police investigation and some criminals. Perhaps a dirty cop and even a bad one who may or may not have gotten his partner killed, so yeah, I can call them fucking old guys.”

  She exhaled.

  “What do I do, Michael? I really like them. A lot.”

  “Fuck. Take your time and be smart. Follow your gut, and try not to get your heart broken again. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but call Avery and his brothers and tell them everything. Don’t hold anything back, even if it pisses them off.”

  “I was planning to do that anyway.”

  “Love you.”

  “Love you, too.”

  Chapter 5

  “That deal is going down tomorrow night. The meeting and exchange is taking place on Front Street behind the old movie theatre where Berger’s nightclub is. I heard that the drugs were being dropped off by van first, and then money would exchange hands in the club.”

  Beck listened as his informant explained the details on the exchange, and he asked a few questions. When he was done, he looked at Murry.

  “How do you want to do this? How many people should we bring and place?”

  “I’m not sure. The FBI isn’t onto this. They’re focused on Gordon and Murto right now. Maybe see if your brother and a few of his team members want in on this?”

  “Yeah, would be smarter to keep men we know then to expand out just in case there are more dirty cops then Gains and Ray,” Beck said to him.

  “Okay, get things organized with Avery and his team, and I’ll put things together on our end. Not much more we can do tonight.”

  “No, definitely not.”

  Beck called Avery on his way out of the department. “Hey, did you hear from Afina at all?” Avery asked.

  “No, why?”

  “I got a call from her a little while ago. She said Gains came to see her at the office.”

  “What? That dick. What the fuck did he want?” Beck asked.

  “To hit on her and get her to believe we’re the bad guys.”

  “What?”

  “Yeah, long story, but the gist of it is that she got some information out of him, and he definitely has some dealings with Gordon. Could help when it comes down to catching their asses in a deal.”

  “Well, I got good news for you. Heard from my informant, and catching Gains red-handed could be happening sooner than later, which means our woman won’t be on his radar because he’ll be behind bars,” Beck told him.

  “Really? What’s going down, and what do you need?”

  Beck explained the situation, and they made a plan of action.

  “I’ll be another hour at least,” Avery said to him.

  “Me too. Got some more information to confirm and then organize setting things up for tomorrow for everything.”

  “Great, we’ll meet at Afina’s place. Saber and Brick will head there now.”

  “Did she say if that dick touched her?”

  “She was limited in that department with information.”

  “Fuck, you know he must have tried something.”

  “She was fired up, so whatever went down, she handled it. She’s tough, Beck, we have to remember that.”

  “She shouldn’t have to be tough. I hope tomorrow night is a means to the end of all this crap.”

  “As do I. My only regret is that it looks like Coast’s killer goes unidentified. Even if Gains knows who killed him and shot at me, or of that person, we won’t get it out of him. The feds will wind up grabbing him anyway.”

  “It is what it is, but at least we get to take a dirty cop off the streets.”

  “Agree. See you in a little while.”

  Beck ended the call, and then it rang. He answered it.

  “Got a potential situation as I was organizing this raid.”

  “What is that, Murry?”

  “Someone put out feelers, wanting information on guns and buying them, or recent sales on some.”

  “What kind of guns?”

  “Military grade, not bullshit.”

  “Crap, does ATF want this?”

  “I don’t think we want to give it up to them,” Murry said to him.

  “Why?”

  “Because word is that Modera is asking.”

  “Lucca Modera? Holy fuck.”

  “Exactly, and Cortone’s name came up, and if you remember Max, Cortone’s guy was at the club before Jimmy got shot up with the needle, and Gains escaped out of there free and clear.”

  “Son of a bitch. This is getting good. Okay, we’ll take it. I’m on my way to meet you.”

  * * * *

  “We got eyes on her now, but she has company,” Paulo told Gordon.

  “Company? What the fuck kind of company?”

  “Two huge ass men. Big dudes, like six feet four, muscular, and badass looking.”

  “How do you know they’re looking for her?”

  “Well, right now one of them has his hand on her ass, and the other is kissing her neck with his hand on her breast. I’d say they know her well.”

  “Fuck.”

  “Why am I here? I mean, if this bitch is fucking Gains, and now these two guys, why the hell do you want to fuck her, too? What does she have a super fucking pussy or something?”

  “Paulo, shut the fuck up. Gains isn’t fucking her, but he wants her. I’m not going to let that happen. Just get out of there. I don’t need to know more right now.” Gordon ended the call and then exhaled.

  “How is Afina back involved in your life?” Murto asked.

  “She isn’t.”

  “But you want to change that?”

  “I would like to, but it seems she’s still pissed at Jake and about him cheating on her.”

  “Well, he was pretty fucking dumb to do that. The woman is stunning and looks well on a successful man’s arm,” Vendis Murto replied, and Gordon knew the man thought Afina was hot. Mostly though, she would be controllable.

  “I agree.”

  “Well, get her out of your head for now and focus on what you heard a little while ago. Why is Modera trying to find out about gun sales when Cortone got them from Gains and they came to me? Is he going to offer me money for them? Is he looking to sell more guns to someone else? I’m not selling what I have at that warehouse of his. In fact, I don’t trust Modera right now. How do I even know my shit is okay? Maybe you should take some men or send someone in to check the merchandise out? Perhaps it’s time to move it.”

  “I don’t get it either, but I do have men looking deeper. I don’t want to take any unnecessary chances or have a situation happen like we did a while back. Plus, you have to remember what I heard about Gains being watched by Internal Affairs. We also got the tip on the federal agents snooping around. I say we don’t check the warehouse and move the shit unless we have to.”

  “Okay, I trust your judgment. I’m going to be leaving tomorrow for Vegas. I want to come home in a week to not aggravation or loss of product. Take care of this, Gordon.”

  “I will. Don’t worry, I have people looking into things as we speak.”

  * * * *

  Afina, Saber, and Brick made it into the condo when Saber wrapped her up in his arms and kissed her. Brick took her bag from her hands before she dropped it, and then Saber began to undress her. He slid the zipper down in the back of the dress and then pressed her against the wall by the door to shove her dress down and off of her. He pulled from her lips, kept a possessive hold on her neck, under her head and hair, as he took in the sight of their sexy bombshell.

  “Holy fuck, woman, red lace bra and panties?” Brick scolded, sliding his palm along her bare thigh.

  “For you guys,” she said, sounding breathless.

  “Fuck yeah, for us,” Saber said, cupped her breast, and kissed her again. He slid that hand from her breast to her waist and then along her ass before lifting her with ease up into his arms. She was light, feminine, and sexy, especially in her fancy panties and bra and hooker heels also in red.

  “God damn, I can’t wait to sink my cock into that tight, wet pussy, Afina,” Brick said, and Saber felt his own cock harden as he pulled from her mouth and walked her to the bedroom. He lowered her feet to the floor, pulled off his shirt, and she reached for his pants. She was unbuttoning them as Brick discarded his clothes then unclipped her bra and moved in behind her.

  Smack.

  Smack.

  “Brick,” she scolded.

  “Oh, baby, we are going to fill you up. We fucking missed you.” Brick cupped her cheek and kissed her on the mouth while Saber undressed the rest of the way. He moved her panties off of her, and she slipped out of her heels. He lifted her up into his arms after Brick stopped kissing her to sit on the bed at the edge. Saber kissed her and cupped her breast, squeezed her nipple hard between two fingers, and then moved his hand between them to finger her cunt.

  “Saber.” She cried out, held on to his shoulders, and leaned back, rocked her hips up and down, riding his fingers.

  “Fuck yeah. Look at you,” Saber said. Brick moved her hair to the side and suckled her neck, his hand on her hip guiding her, rocking with her.

  “You’re so strong. Look at your muscles,” she complimented Saber.

  “You’re the sight, woman. Riding my fingers. Your thighs hard, tight against my waist. You got my dick so hard, woman.”

  “Let’s do this. I missed her. I need in,” Brick said.

  Saber pulled her back up, slid his fingers from her cunt, and then kissed her again before he turned her around to straddle Brick’s thighs. His legs hung over the bed, and she moved right into position, kissed Brick, and rocked her hips, lifted her ass up, and it earned her a nice hard smack.

  Smack.

  She moaned.

  “No teasing. Ride that cock. Now,” Saber commanded, and she lifted up and as she eased down over Brick’s dick. They both moaned.

  “Fuck.”

  Saber bent down, feeling desperate and needy to penetrate her ass and fuck her. She was his woman. That dick Gains kissed her today, tried to tell her lies about him and his brothers, and that shit didn’t fly with him at all. He licked her asshole and then tested the waters by sliding a finger into her ass. She moaned.

  “Yes, Saber, please. I need you.” She begged for it, and he gripped his cock, pulled fingers from her asshole, and slid his cock right into her. The three of them moaned, and it was on. They began to thrust and stroke into Afina’s pussy and ass, claiming her, easing that deep need and itch that burned all day not having her by their sides.

  “So tight, so fucking perfect. Let go, baby.”

  “Oh God, please. Please, I feel it,” she said, and Brick pinched her nipples. Saber grabbed her shoulder and rocked into her ass hard, deep, and then the three of them came together.

  They were trying to catch their breath, and Saber eased out of her ass.

  He caressed her skin, her back and ass as she lowered onto the bed, on her back, and inhaled.

  “That was incredible,” she said on an exhale.

  “You’re incredible,” Brick told her and rolled on top of her, spread her thighs so he could press between them, and he started to kiss her again. Saber chuckled. Nothing ever felt so perfect, so good, and he couldn’t wait for this case, this situation with Gains and whomever to finally be over.

  * * * *

  Afina felt the lips against her breast and then hands glide up her thighs to roll her to her back. It was dark in the bedroom. Late, she assumed, but she knew immediately who the culprits were. Beck and Avery.

  “Hey, sleepyhead,” Beck whispered and climbed between her legs as the bed dipped, and both Saber and Brick moved out of the way.

  “Hi.” She rubbed her eyes as Beck rolled to his back, taking her with him. She straddled his hips and stared down into his gorgeous face.

  “You okay?” she asked him.

  “I’m good now. I need you,” he said, and as she lifted up to take his cock into her cunt, immediately ready and willing to make love, she felt the hands on her hips, lips against her shoulder and neck, and a thick, hard cock against the crack of her ass.

  “Hey, sweetness,” Avery whispered. He missed her neck, and as she eased down over Beck’s thick, hard cock, she tilted her head to the side, raised one arm up and back to reach for him as their lips touched and she rocked her hips. Beck cupped one breast, and Avery cupped the other one, sliding his palm underneath her and then squeezing her ass.