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Chapter Nineteen-Delaney

Delaney slammed the paint bucket down, ignoring the splatter of pink paint that landed on her shoe, and mumbled to herself. 

She couldn't believe Patch made such a big deal about her showing him job positions in the area? She knew deep down that Patch didn't want to stay with The Fallen Kings, and he was tuck, but she didn't want him to feel that way. 

Maybe just, breaking it off while Daz was dealing with The South Side, would work? Delaney didn't know much about any of them, but she knew Patch, and didn't deserve to be stuck there because of his mother. 

"Everything okay over there?" Katy asked from the opposite side of the shop, paint smeared to her face, and splattered along her clothes. 

Delaney gave her a heavy groan in reply. 

Katy chuckled, and climbed down the ladder, wiping her hands on her overalls. "Okay, friend," she said, pulling over an empty paint bucket, flipped them upside down and patted the empty one. "C

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