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about Ursula. She was a full woman like Violet, and she
had a small, rounded tummy. He smiled thinking about last night only to stop
short at the fact she had a boyfriend at home. Violet tapped his friend’s hand
then got up, taking her cup, and left.
    “I didn’t mean to interrupt your time together.”
    “Don’t worry about it. We’ve got the rest of our life together. You’re
here to visit. What’s the problem?”
    Stephen took a sip of coffee. He only wanted his friend’s company, but
he might be able to sort out the problems at the club. Cadeon was a businessman after all.
    ****
    Lucas was pissed off. The mornings were his time to himself. This time
he had to find that bastard, Sean. The other man always had a way of spoiling
his fun or at least the small amount of fun he could get these days. He pulled
up outside Sean’s house and knew the place would be trashed. Lucas was sick and
tired of dealing with his shit. Turning the engine off, he walked through the
door and was overwhelmed by the stench of cigarette smoke, stale food, and
whiskey. There was broken furniture around every room. Lucas knew Sean had no
relationship with his parents. He knew they’d set Sean up with a trust fund for
him. The other man could spend the rest of his life in luxury, but he took high
risk missions by being a bloody operative. That was how Lucas had met Sean, and
that was how Sean had met Isabella, his sister. His hands tightened into fists
at the memory of her phone call. For the last five years he’d done everything
in his power to try to get her back. They had no idea where she was. Sean had
promised him he’d find her and bring her home. A groan came from the room on
the left. Walking over the broken bits of a chair and stand Lucas found Sean
coming ‘round on the couch. It looked like he’d been run over by a truck. Blood
had dried on his face from a cut on the eyebrow and lip. There was bruising
over the left side of his face. He wore a stained shirt. An ashtray was
overflowing with docked out butts. Lucas leaned against the wall and watched
the man before him.
    “What do you want?” Sean asked.
    “I’m surprised you’re alert enough to know who it is,” Lucas said.
    “There is something about your condescending stare. I can feel it on me
like a load of maggots.”
    This was classic Sean. He insulted others around him when he failed. “I
take it a night at Ravage and you’re still nowhere near finding Isabella?”
Saying her name still made his heart ache with wanting. She’d been so open and
innocent. He knew if they ever found her it would be a miracle. If Lucas was
honest with himself, he knew they’d never find her. She’d been taken by people
who bought and sold women for sport. How she had managed to get mixed up with
that he’d never know.
    “What can I say? No one wants to talk to me. I’m getting close, I know.”
Sean looked completely obsessed verging on mad. Moving closer into the room,
Lucas almost threw up when he saw a pile of sick in the corner.
    “You smell like an ashtray and look worse. Also, if you go back to the
club asking questions James has said he’ll ban you from Ravage for good. You
know how hard it is to get your application accepted. Don’t be an asshole,
Sean. Stop causing trouble.”
    “I’m close, Lucas. I’ll get her back. I promised you I’d get her back.”
    Staring around him Lucas came to a decision. He stared at the man who
used to be one of his dearest friends. “Sean. She’s not coming back. You’ve got
to let it go.” He didn’t want to say the words. After five years without a word
Lucas knew Isabella was lost to them. He hoped she was happy. He couldn’t bring
himself to think of her dead in a ditch with no one caring to lay her to rest
properly.
    “Don’t say shit like that, Lucas. I’ll find her. Killing Dominic wasn’t
the smartest move. I can feel we’re close.”
    “She’s gone, Sean.”
    “No. Don’t say crap like that to me. I’m