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He shifts uncomfortably and rubs the back of his neck. “So, these aren’t just pretty things for you guys to wear. They are both chipped so if anything happens…the club can find you.”
“You got us tracking bracelets?” Farrah asks.
“Do you really think that’s necessary?” I add.
Loyal shrugs. “I hope it’s not, but at this point, who the fuck knows. I’m just trying to protect both of you as much as I can.”
“This feels extreme,” I tell him as I roll the jewelry between my fingers.
“It is, and I get it. It’s invasive as hell. I just…I want to make sure I can reach you if for some reason something happens…”
“You’ll only check it if you don’t hear from me or something?” Farrah asks.
“Absolutely,” Loyal says immediately.
Farrah slips it onto her wrist. “Okay, I’ll do it. Is it weird that it kind of gives me a peace of mind?”
“Not weird at all,” I tell her as I put mine on.
She’s right. Something about the weight of it on my wrist is comforting. Almost as if it’s always supposed to have been there.
“Is there anything else we need to know?” I ask, staring down at it.
“Yeah, if you twist either of the balls on the ends, it will alert me and tell me you’re in danger.”
“So like a built-in panic button,” Farrah says.
Loyal nods. “Exactly.”
“That’s neat,” she murmurs, twisting the ball.
Loyal’s phone immediately starts screaming. He pulls it out and silences it before sending a quick message to someone.
“Wow. That’s quick,” Farrah says, wide-eyed.
“It really is. And they are tight enough that they won’t spin on their own. You have to actually do it yourself,” he tells us.
“Good to know.” When I smile at him, his shoulders relax.
“I wonder when the cop will show up. Dad could be here any time,” Farrah says, picking her lip.
“Don’t do that,” I scold her.
She rolls her eyes. “Sorry.”
“The cop is already outside. He gave me a nod when I came in,” Loyal says.
“He clearly doesn’t know who you are,” Farrah teases.
Loyal winces. “Actually he does. Let’s just say he’s familiar with the club and he isn’t one of those who has an issue with us.”
I want to ask him if this cop is on the club’s payroll, but just thinking it feels ridiculous.
A knock on the door makes us all tense.
“This is it,” Farrah mutters, running her hands along her thighs.
“It’s best to get it over with and not wait,” Loyal says.
