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7 Friday was always a difficult day of the week. Harlow hated knowing that Ryske was at the club and she wasn’t. Maze would be with him, which was a comfort. Penzance was usually at Windsor’s as well. Occasionally, he’d come back with a story or two, but her crew still didn’t seem to trust him enough to invite him into their circle all the way. At Brash’s, Ophelia’s men took it on rotation to stay with her. They were tasked with ensuring she didn’t run away or do anything against Ophelia’s rules. In Harlow’s opinion, it would be more logical to take her to Windsor’s. But she wasn’t an i***t and understood what Ophelia was trying to do: restrict her input into the Pothos operation and her time near Ryske. For a month, Harlow had endured the distance. Although she didn’t place a massive p

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