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Ryske went to gather the guys while Harlow rushed upstairs to the apartment to retrieve the things she’d stashed in the closet hidey-hole.
By the time the guys ascended the spiral stairs, she was in the living room on her knees with the TV behind her and the coffee table in front. Ryske was herding them, fielding their objections. Friday was the busiest night of the week, none of them should be away from their posts.
“Whatever the f**k it is…” Dover trailed off when he saw her kneeling in the living room.
Maze saw her too. “You better not have dragged us up here to tell us you’re getting hitched or something.”
“Yeah, you did the baby thing the other day,” Noon said. “It’s not funny to play with us like that again. If you say it, you better mean it.”
“Sit down,” she said, keeping h
