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He gave a firm nod. “I’ll put you near the top of the list.” He put his hand on her shoulder and stared at her once again, earnestly. “I’ll be as careful as I can. I can’t imagine being on the other side of your right hook.” He dropped his hand. “Tell Little John that I expect him to accompany you and I will take no excuses. Let him know that you are in charge of this trip.” He went to his desk and removed a piece of paper.
“The Red Eyes, the Stallions, The Romano Family, and then the Staten Island Wanderers. We’ll add more once we get more information.” He wrote the names down and handed it to her as well as a wad of cash. “If you need to stay in a hotel for the night, do so, though I expect you’ll be able to persuade them all by tonight.” He’d feel better if she came back tonight, though he figured he’d be up late anyway. “You have your pistol?”
“Little John? I can do this on my own–” Timber sighed, walking back to the desk with him. The last thing she wanted was someone else breathing down her neck. She knew how it would go–anything slightly reckless (the norm, for her), and it would be reported back to Romeo. All the better to do it on her own where she only had to answer to herself. Bad enough she’d have to wear a damn corset. She could only take so many restrictions in one night. “I have my pistol, I have my knife, I’ll even take a second one if it’ll make you happy–I don’t need a nanny.”
She took up the wad of cash, shoving it between her breasts for safekeeping and taking up the list of their allies. “The Stallions and the Wanderers shouldn’t be hard. Nothing more they like than a game of poker and free booze–especially at someone else’s expense. It’s the Red Eyes and the Romanos…they’re not going to want to be in the same room together.”
Glancing up at him, she frowned. “We may need to sweeten the pot for them, and more than just a pair of tits.”
“I don’t want any of my soldiers to be on their own.” He didn’t want to risk it. He would have to double check if Cobb had any family. He was sure he didn’t. Though the way Timber was acting, he assumed that they may have been more that just colleagues. His face turned to stone as he glanced up at Timber. “If it’s something you believe we can give them, give it to them. If not, schedule a meeting on their turf and I will meet up with them. Give them my word. They know I’m good for it.” He replied before handing her more money.
“We’ll have a family meeting when you return. I should have more information by then.” Romeo stood up. “I’ll send Rusty and South to the hospitals and the morgues, just in case.”
The hardened expression on his face wasn’t something new to her--not in the slightest. It just hadn’t been something directed toward her in quite some time, and Timber frowned deeply, confused. Rather than draw attention to it, she took the other wad of cash, and shoved it into her pocket.
“Just in case there’s less of us than you think.” She finished for him. As much as she knew this was important, as much as Timber had asked for the work, she was more and more regretting leaving him. If she was with him, at least she knew he was safe, instead of wondering what she would find when she came back.
“I’ll make sure to be home tonight.” She promised, starting to reach for his hand, but stopping herself. “Come over. Get some rest at my flat, and I’ll meet you there.”

















