A Vegas crew had encroached on Blackthorne turf, and it was our job to make sure they were punished in a way that made sure they never tried anything again. Go in hard, go in fast,” Nick said, wryly, shaking his head. “But things went wrong?” I prompted. Nick nodded. “Yes, they went majorly wrong. Someone had tipped them off and they were expecting us. It turned into such a mess and led to a shootout.” He paused to take another deep breath and then continued, “As you know, I caught a bullet in the shoulder.” His hand absentmindedly travelled up to touch the dressing on his shoulder. “But someone else came off worse.” He looked down at his lap. “Someone was killed that night. Right there in the bar.” His gaze travelled upwards until his eyes met mine. “You were there that night in the bar, Ella. You saw everything.” I thought I was going to throw up. My hands flew to my mouth. “But I don’t remember anything.” Oh, no. A feeling of dread overtook me, sending shivers running through my body.
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