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Not wanting her to get her hopes up in case things changed in the next two days, he would continue on as they had been going. She worked both days, and he'd be there one more day to watch her.

"I'll be gone on Friday." He smoothed back her hair. "I'll have another member stay at work with you."

"Is that necessary to have someone else watch me? We haven't seen or heard from Big in quite a while." Her lower lip came out. "I like having you there. I'll be okay for a day."

"Do it for me." He gazed around the room.

There was tension, excitement, and testosterone think in the air. He rubbed the front of him against her. He needed a house, so on days like today, he could take her back and enjoy the comforts she provided.

His life could be blowing up, but having Twyla near grounded him.

Catching his sister's gaze, he winked. She understood enough to know that something big was happening and to worry.

Tracy nodded in unspoken understanding that things would be okay. They were both alive, loved, and together. Whip planned to keep it that way.

With the direction Priest was taking Tarkio, they could both move on.

But, he would never stop going after Cusclan. He had a score to settle. His parents hadn't died in vain. He would seek retribution for their deaths until the day he died.

Chapter 27

Twyla

"What?" Twyla laughed, grabbing Whip's upper arms. "Are you kidding me?"

He dangled the keyring from his finger. "It's ours if you want it."

Three days after news of the shift in power within the prison systems, Banks tossed a set of keys to him. The club owned house, two streets south of where his sister lived with Rick, was his. It came with his new job of corresponding with Walker at the prison.

"Where is it?" Twyla leaned back. "Is the house in town? In the county?"

He put the keys in his pocket. "Not far from where my sister lives."

Twyla squealed. "I can't believe this is happening."

"Told you I'd get us settled."