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Satisfaction brightened his eyes until they were glowing when he saw another bottle appear. Tonight, he would not worry about their arrival on Earth. Tomorrow, if his head was going to hurt as he suspected it might from the amount he was drinking, he hoped he just didn’t care.
    “May the Goddess make this trip smooth and painless,” Viper said as he raised his glass again.
    Not likely, his cat sneezed in distaste as the burning fire swirled inside Viper. Human women not what you think. Want me a Riley.
    No, we don’t, Viper retorted silently with a shudder before he filled his glass again and again.

Chapter 4
    “What the fuck happened to you?” Clifford Knockletter demanded as he shut the back door to the bail bond office.
    Douglas Knockletter’s head jerked up from where he was sitting in the chair behind his desk. He emitted a moan as pain radiated out from his jaw and mouth. A cold, damp cloth was pressed against his busted lip. In his left hand, he clutched his missing bottom front tooth.
    “What the fuck does it look like?” Douglas growled up at his father. “God, I never thought there could be two vicious bitches in the world like Riley, but there is.”
    “Are you telling me a woman did this to you?” Clifford demanded, stepping into the room and sitting down in the chair across from his son. He casually tossed his hat onto the desk and sat back, looking at his only son with disgust. “Who was she and what did she want?”
    Douglas sank back wearily in the chair and gazed moodily at his father. He was a hard son-of-a-bitch who ruled Righteous, New Mexico with an iron fist. Two-thirds of the town members were scared shitless, the other one third was either dead or on the payroll.
    “Tina St. Claire, Riley’s sister. She came looking for Riley,” Douglas muttered, wincing as he dabbed at the cut on his lip. “She asked about Cuello.”
    A low, harsh curse exploded from Clifford’s mouth. He glared at Douglas and leaned forward. His mouth was tight and there was a dangerous look in his eyes.
    “What did she say?” Clifford asked in a cold voice.
    Douglas shrugged his shoulders. “Not much,” he admitted. “She wanted to know why we were laundering money and who Javier Cuello was.”
    “That’s all?” Clifford asked suspiciously, never taking his eyes off of Douglas’ bruised face. “She just came in here, asked about money laundering, Cuello, and then proceeded to beat the shit out of you while you did nothing?”
    “No,” Douglas snorted angrily, glaring back at his father. “I was trying to get information out of her about Riley. The bitch hit me with a hammer in the fucking jaw! She hit me so hard she knocked my fucking tooth out!” He snarled, opening his left hand and tossing the tooth onto the desk. “Then, she handcuffed me to the fucking radiator while I was unconscious. Did I mention that she hit me in the face with a fucking hammer ?!”
    Clifford’s eyes narrowed on the tooth. Rage and fear coursed through him. Cuello wasn’t a man you messed with. The crazy South American had men working for him that liked to kill for fun. He didn’t hire men who got their asses handed to them on a platter by a woman, much less the chubby brunette that had been walking down the street.
    “Did she take anything? Did you tell her anything?” Clifford asked in a quiet, urgent voice, looking back at Douglas. “What did you tell her?”
    “I didn’t tell her a fucking thing!” Douglas snapped defensively before a frown creased his brow. “I told her I wanted to find her sister too. I told her… I told her that she could tell her hello when they met in hell.”
    Clifford rose up out of the chair and turned to stare at the back wall. Running a hand down his face, his mind raced. They had to find Riley St. Claire and now her sister. The bitches could destroy everything. Riley had taken enough information to at least open an investigation, an investigation that would lead them to the bodies