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Floyd had been waiting for Sean for nearly an hour, hoping the bloke would show up so Floyd could fetch Lucielle and have a chat with his girl. He knew he'd messed up the previous night and needed to reassure her that all was well, even if it really wasn't. Not for her family. Sean hadn't shown up, so Floyd decided to take matters into his own hands, tracking down Lucielle and Ara to escort them to their respective homes. He'd even swapped Hankins' surveillance duty with another member of the syndicate, freeing up the evening for him to mend things with his woman. Perhaps take her on a lovely date, pamper her a bit before taking her back home and worshipping her body. He wasn't sure that would work out entirely as he'd planned as he found his girl slumped over in her seat in the upscale