“Jas-”
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“Nope. It's now room 23. You don’t have a f*****g name anymore.” Nicholson said.
A van pulled up at that point and loaded the girls in. Jameson started to smoke his cigar. “That one could prove to be trouble.”
Nicholson shrugged nonchalantly, “Well then she will be passed onto the next place. Not become our problem.”
“Alpha, I was thinking. Maybe we stop running girls and go into different endeavors. Running girls is becoming noticeable. It’s drawing attention,” Jameson said.
Nicholson backhanded Jameson. He grabbed Jameson by the throat. “You need to stop thinking. Go back to the pack house. I’m going to collect the green so that we can pay for our helpers. So pathetic.”
Jameson rubbed his face and then shifted and ran back to the pack house. He went to look for Leo. “Hey
