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7. Stone
7 Stone I sat brooding at a table surrounded by my Viper brothers, nursing a beer, my mind battling against the craziness in the club around me. Christmas music blasted, rug rats shrieked while playing tag around us, and dozens of conversations buzzed from one end of the club to the other. A huge a*s tree lit up one corner, wrapping paper and toys littering the area around it. The scent of turkey and ham still clung to the air, the leftovers I’d devoured from the early afternoon meal settled pleasantly in my stomach. I couldn’t get Giada out of my head. I’d been able to avoid her and the possibility of a run-in with her father, every minute of the afternoon and early evening taken up by Devil and updating their security system. Feeling ten times better about what we’d set into place, I
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