“You see what happened to Los behind a bitch, don’t you.” Pierre jerked upright in his seat with a deathly lour. He and his brother weren’t as tight as he was with their younger sisters, but he’d go to war for Los every time. “Aye, I try to mind my business with you and Shabu’s little beefs, but keep my brother’s name out of your mouth,” he warned with squared shoulders.
