THE DUCHESS
Fortunately, the trip back was easy and smooth sailing. No one needed to stop for fuel because they f****d up, and everyone even stopped for a piss before we left.
They were just as eager to get back as I was.
Once we were back, I pulled just Karma into Ragnarök, leaving Rogue and Ghost at the bar, and the rest of Valkyrie and the Henchmen drinking hard.
“What do you think, K?” I asked, my voice quiet. I was well aware that this place wasn’t actually soundproofed. I should probably fix that…
“What about?” she smirked.
“You know what I mean. Ghost.”
“Boss, the benefit of being the boss is that you can do whatever the f**k you want.” My face must have been sceptical. “Patching him won’t change anything, D. He can stand beside you without having to take over.”
She sighed
