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Kyla’s back as well as mine.
    “She isn’t well at the moment, if she has your number, she can call you when she’s feelin’ better,” Cas offers, moving to my other side.
    “I’m not leaving before I’ve seen her for myself. She’ll want to see me, trust me,” Dean says, adamantly.
    Sparky laughs to my right and Cas grunts to my left.
    “You have no trust here, this is my property and I say who can stay or leave. I’m telling you to leave before I have someone make you,” Cas threatens.
    I don’t see Ricky walk in until he is launching himself directly at Dean and all hell breaks loose.
    Ricky gets a good couple of punches in before Slade and Sparky are pulling him off and Cas steps in front of Dean to stop him from getting to Ricky. I myself stand and watch the scene around me, trying to figure what the fuck is going on now.
    “What the fuck is that prick doing here?” He yells.
    “You know this guy, Ricky?” Cas demands.
    Ricky is angry, spitting flames of anger everywhere. None of us have ever seen him like this before.
    I was right not to trust this Dean, I’m never fucking wrong.
    “Yeah, I know him. Look under his shirt, you’ll see what I had to do to him when we were in lock up together.”
    Dean doesn’t make a move when Cas rips his shirt up and shows us the scar on his abdomen.
    The kid said he’s stint went smoothly, he didn’t mention nothing about having to shank someone.
    All the brothers are now on alert and Dean looks sick with fear.
    “He thought I would be his bitch boy, he wanted me doing shit for him and when I told him to fuck off, he thought he could threaten me with all sorts. The guy is a punk ass bitch,” Ricky tells us, calming down, “What’s he doing here?” he asks.
    “Apparently, this is Kyla’s boyfriend and he’s here playing the doting lover wanting to see her,” Sparky fills him in.
    I stare at Dean and he catches me watching him. He shrinks back and I can tell he wants to run.
    “Don’t let him near her, he’s more like her dealer. That’s what he was in for,” Ricky adds.
    “Is this true?” I ask Dean, not that I don’t trust my brother’s word.
    I want to hear it from him.
    “I never made her do anything she didn’t want to do, man,” he says, stepping back.
    Before we know it, he’s running out of the door. I set off to run after him but Cas gets in my way.
    “Let him go, Pope. Now he’s seen where she is he won’t be back.”
    I don’t give a shit, whether he comes back or not, he is living on borrowed time. He peddled his shit to my girl and he is going to pay, and then had the audacity to turn up here pretending to care about her.
    I join the rest of them at the bar and slap Ricky on the back.
    His knuckles are red and swelling, “You got a couple of good hits in there, brother.”
    “I would’ve got more in if Sparky and Slade hadn’t pulled me off,” he grunts, throwing back a vodka and grabbing for a beer.
    “Tell me everything you know about him, everything.”
    “He’s your common dealer, he’s no-one but thinks he’s someone. If he disappeared nobody would notice him gone.”
    I nod taking in what he’s saying. The thought alone of my daughter being with someone like him makes me want to kill him, and if I think about too much longer her as well.
    Why the fuck would she degrade herself like this with him? This makes no sense.
    I leave Ricky at the bar and head outside. I breathe in the fresh air and the red haze lifts from my vision.
    The regret of keeping her away resurfaces and I know without a doubt, if she had been with me she would never have got close to someone like Dean with me and the club around to watch out for her.
    Pulling out my phone, I speed dial Sally’s number and wait for her to answer.
    It rings enough times that I think I’m going to get her voicemail when she picks up.
    “What is it?” she asks, without taking a breath to greet me normally.
    “I just met Kyla’s boyfriend.”
    “He turned