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DANTE's POV Carlos had been more than happy to join me in confronting Santiago. He and the man had brushed shoulders in the past and they both disliked each other with equal intensity. I knew I had to restrain him from making any mistake that would cost us products. If I wanted to call a clan meeting then I had to be able to offer them another way and not excuses; it was one of the many things I had learned from my father. We arrived at the club and were ushered in by the bouncers who recognized me immediately and did not want to get in my way. They knew what harm would come to them should anyone try to stop my entrance into the club. The club had been an idea of mine which Santiago had made do with immediately I mentioned it to him but it meant nothing and I had allowed him have his