Crue entered the suite, slamming the door behind him. He paused long enough to glare at the entrance. He turned on his heels and faced them again. “And that’s brilliant. Leaving your door unlocked after threatening a mob boss. Sweet.” “The ghost shows his face,” Colt muttered, tossing back a glass of liquor. “What the hell was that, Colt?” Crue stared at the whiskey on the table. “And since when do you drink at nine o’clock in the morning?” Colt smoothly reached across the table and poured another glass of liquor. “And just where did you go after you threatened Lorenzo, huh?” “For a run.” “Well if you hadn’t pissed off our congenial hostess, you might have been able to use the private facilities on this floor. Maybe then Gabe and I could’ve covered your sorry ass when Lorenzo’s men came looking for you.” He took a deep breath.
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