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“You have money to get groceries?” he asked.
Austin blushed and shook his head. So, Connie was using Cash for…cash.
That anger flared again. It had nothing to do with being stingy. He enjoyed helping people, but Connie needed to find a way to support herself.
Resigned, he said, “Come on,” and stepped out of the truck.
* * *
SHANNON HAD BEEN in Sassy’s for an hour already, surrounded by more bikers than she could count, and still knew nothing. She had five drinks in front of her and hadn’t done more than mime drinking them. She wouldn’t put it past one of these jokers to try to slip her a roofie.
She finally asked what needed to be asked, interrupting some guy’s story about a battle they’d pitched somewhere with a rival gang.
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