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said like it was a joke.
    “But you were crying,” her dad said and looked at her confused.
    She had a hangover, the guys pissed her off, and she had no more patience for this stuff. “Yeah, I was crying, the assholes said I was a pain in the ass and they didn’t want me hanging around.”
    “They said that to you directly?” her dad said with a smile, which irritated her a bit more.
    “Dad, did you hear what I said. They wanted me gone, away, no more hanging around. I was a pest, so it hurt. No, I didn’t get that from them, they were too chicken shit to say it to me, I heard them all talking. Man, you are my dad, I didn’t tell you because I thought you would be pissed, but damn this is not even cool you laughing at me,” she yelled.
    “Oh, honey,” her father said and kissed her forehead. “Get dressed and come to the office. We need to talk.”
    “Whatever,” Harmony said, "I will be there in a few," pissed her father was acting like that.
    *****
    “Yeah, you need to come to the house in a half an hour,” Fish said as he walked out of his daughter apartment building.
    “What’s up, Fish?” Fork asked and then he heard Creed in the background asking the same thing.
    “Harmony,” was all he said and laughed.
    *****
    “This is so gonna piss me off,” Harmony snapped when she went back into her room. Free and Shay rolled over with a groan.
    “Dying,” Free said huskily.
    “Yeah, wishing for death more like it,” Shay mumbled and then screeched when Harmony slammed a pillow down on her head.
    “Bitch, this is serious. My father wants a meeting, and I need to get the shit back together with the investigation. Plus we need to figure out what the fuck is going on with the club,” Harmony snipped.
    “Butterfly,” Free said.
    “Huh?” Harmony replied, looking down at her friend thinking she was still drunk.
    “Your club name, Butterfly.” Free laughed and rolled over and got off the bed. They had passed out last night in their clothes.
    No one should look that good rolling out of bed with wrinkled clothes and messed up hair but this chick, fuck.
    “Do I look like a fucking Butterfly?” Harmony snapped.
    “Yeah, not so much right now.” Shady laughed from the bed. “You look like Killer Clowns.”
    “Ugh,” Harmony said, remembering she had the ink on her forehead. “Showering, and then out in ten. You all need to figure out how we are dealing with shit today.”
    “Yeah, Poke and Easy are going to be here soon, I can tell you that.” Free mumbled, “Assholes.”
    “Don’t be too hard on them, they were just following Creed and Fork’s attitude about me,” Harmony warned.
    “Still assholes,” Shady muttered, stood, and hugged Harmony. “We are going back to the club, come out when you are done, we will talk some more, but we are laying down the law when we get there. That is my home too.”
    Harmony smiled at her best friend and nodded. “Don’t get too pissy because of me, I am a big girl, I can handle it.”
    She could too; it was just nice to finally feel like someone had her back. For the last two years it had been the guys she worked with, and truthfully, none of them knew how much chocolate was required when you were PMSing, some of them just brought one candy bar, it sucked.
    Harmony went to the bathroom and showered, refusing to look in the mirror yet again until she had scrubbed her face with a washcloth. But it gave her time to think. The Diablos were giving her a warning; she just didn’t understand what it meant. Sure, they had two of their guys but they weren’t talking, so they basically had no information whatsoever. Her questioning the members of the gang was normal. With these cases, if the people in custody wanted to take the fall for their gang they did. No other information was shared. It was always the same, and she knew this, they had to as well. Which is why it didn’t make sense, all they had to do was lay low for a few weeks and shit would blow over.