Extreme Curves (Dangerous Curves 7)
“This.”
“What?” Nails repeated, his frustration level rising with every passing second. “What the fuck’s so important, Kane?”
“This,” Joker said again. “This is big, Prez.”
Muttering under his breath, Nails came over to the laptop that Joker had retrieved from his apartment, just two streets over from Ace’s place. Nails was pretty sure that the USB drive had something on it, since Ace had gone to lots of trouble to hide it in a hidden crawlspace in his hallway closet, but he was at the end of his patience here. He figured it had details of who Ace had been talking to, and as important as that was, it didn’t explain the sick look on Joker’s face. Nails would have expected anger, maybe shock.
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