Tate's POV
"You seriously got her a dog?" Reign asked as we sat at the top of a building watching some sellers. Our guys were wired so we could hear them, and they would let us know if they were normal buyers or not. Our guns were loaded with tranquilizers. We didn't want to kill them yet, if we got any.
"What? She wanted one and so I got her one."
"You're going to spoil that kid rotten."
"Plan on it."
We both focused as a new car pulled up and had them in our scope, but our guys let us know that they were regulars.
"OK, well moving on, what about Marc and Dave?"
"Can't find the little fuckers and when I do their as good as dead."
"Can we at least get rid of Jarrod's body when we're done here."
"Ya, took him long enough to die. I wanted it to be slow and painful."
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