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The man with the silver beard sits next to the man in critical condition.

He simply watches the man's heart monitor and listens to the rhythmic beeps.

Suddenly the door opens and another man enters the room.

He was younger, he wore a black tailored suit with slicked back black hair. He was tall, wearing a pair of fancy dress shoes. One of his most defining features was his eyes. One of them was a striking blue color while the other was simply missing, leaving only a small cavity and a long scar across it.

He sighs as he sees the older man sitting in the chair.

"The fuck happened here Scott?"the man asks.

"...my son was in a biker group."Scott says.

"The vipers."the younger man says, pulling a pocket watch from his pocket to check the time.

"They had a rival gang."Scott says.

"The Jesters."he responds.

"..someone in that group murdered my son last night."Scott says.

"And you're wanting me to figure out who? Do I look like a fucking magician?"The young man asks.

"You dress like one."Scott says.

"I'm a gentleman, I'll dress like one. How much are you paying me?"the man asks.

"100k. Half now, the rest when the job is done."Scott says.

"Mhm. Do I get to kill this one?"the man asks, putting his pocket watch back into his pocket.

"Yes. And I want you to do it slowly. I want you to make him suffer. I want you to hurt him, any way possible."Scott says.

"I charge an extra 60k for women and kids."The man says.

"I'll pay as long as it hurts him."Scott says, going into his pocket.

He pulls out a thick envelope and hands it to the well dressed man.

The man opens it and sees a thick wad of cash.

"Great. I'll throw in an extra hour of torture, courtesy of HJ."he smiles before walking out of the room, fucking the envelope into the breast pocket of his jacket as he does.

Scott simply sighs, looking at the unconscious man in the bed again.

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Sky

I wake up, hearing Tiana beginning to fuss. I sit up from Damien's chest and he immediately wakes up.

"What?"He questions, sitting up.

"Nothing. She's just hungry."I say softly as I lift the baby.

I lift my shirt and snap my bra down.

Instantly I see Killer turn away in my peripheral.

I look at him as he was looking away.

"Is something wrong?"I ask.

"No. Just, intimate time with your daughter."he says.

I chuckle, allowing Tiana to latch and cover her with my shirt.

"I was thinking we could go to the park tomorrow."He says as I sit back.

"That sounds like fun. I'm pretty sure Zac would love that."I chuckle.

"He's been acting a little mean since he saw us kiss."Killer chuckles as he stands up.

"I can see that."I laugh as he walks over to the bathroom, pulling his phone out of his pocket.

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