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Trina
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THE f*****g b***h.
It took everything I had not to throttle her. I needed to get my hands on Collin’s money and she’d f****d up my plans.
I got into my car, which I’d parked down the street, and called my father.
“Anything?” Preacher asked.
I snorted. “Nope. Wolf obviously f****d the bimbo and now he can do no wrong.”
“I told you that would happen if there was alcohol involved.”
I lit a cigarette. “What a f*****g waste of time. Now how am I going to get that money back?”
“I have another idea.”
“I’m all ears.”
“We kidnap the kid. Hold her for ransom.”
I took another drag and blew the smoke out the window. “It’s going to be harder than hell to get her alone. I mean, f**k, it might be better to just kidnap Sage.”
“You think he’d pay up for her?”
Collin had alw
