Her Reckoning
“Don’t ever doubt it.”
Her throat closed, but she nodded faintly, tears burning at the corners of her eyes.
Ghost bent, scooped up the shredded leather, and tossed it into the fire burning in the corner barrel. The flames caught fast, swallowing it whole.
Emily’s chest tightened as she watched the leather curl and blacken.
Rhett hadn’t been here this time.
But the Reaper had.
The clubhouse was quieter after Ghost’s wrath. The prospect was gone, his cut turned to ash in the barrel, but the echo of violence lingered in the air. Emily sat in the back corner, knees tucked to her chest, her eyes fixed on the floorboards.
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