The Secrets Behind Cries *Book 6 of the Köhler Series*

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Reece smiled, walking into the club, remembering that Nicole was working tonight. He really didn't like strip clubs because of one person he cared not to mention, but tonight was different. He wanted to see Nicole maybe convince her to stop working here. Walking in the first person, Reece saw was Diamond, one of her friends from the night before, if that's what she called them. Diamond was working the bar not playing him no mind as he made his way up to her.

"Diamond, where's Majestic?" Reece asked, making the girl look up, surprised. He could tell if she was nervous or happy to see him.

"She didn't come in tonight. Family problems."

"What type of family problems?" He pried. The only thing she did was stared at Reece and shrugged her shoulders as a man walked up to her side.

"Who are you?"

"Reece Gordon," He said as the man's eyes went widen. Although he was from Scotland, born and raised, Reece's name was well known in the states. He wanted to expand his family's mafia and ended up in New York and was known for having ties with one of the biggest mafia in the world. The Köhler's and he and Xerxes were great friends.

"The Reece Gordon?" Diamond said as he nodded his head. She smiled big, looking over the man who was still in shock that Reece was standing in front of him.

"I can set you up at one of our best tab...."

"Money, he isn't here for that. He's looking for Majestic," The girl cut him off, saying. The man hush quickly, nodding his head.

"She didn't come in tonight, and I doubt that she will be in tomorrow."

"I got that already. Diamond wasn't any help either. Could you  tell me where I can find her?" Reece said. Both shook their heads. He could sense they were lying. Why? Reece needed to know, but he just nodded back, turning and walking back to my car. Soon as his ass hit the seat, he called his brother.

"Greg, I need a favor."

"I work for you, Don."

"Thanks for reminding me. I know this already, jackass. Find me everything you can on a Nicole Renee Smith."

"Shit, who is she, and how fast do you want it back?"

"That none of your business for now and tonight."

"TONIGHT! DAMN BRO! What you think I'm one of them Köhler hackers?"

"Damnit, Greg, just get the fucking shit done. If not, I can always call X for a favor. I'm sure he doesn't mind getting Vince or his brother's wife to do it for me."

"You're not fucking funny, Reece. Let me work my magic. Who is this girl anyway?"

"You're not slick. Like I said, none of you fucking business just do what I asked."

"Evil ass bitch. I can't believe I'm related to you."

"Same here, asshole," Reece said, hanging up. Greg was one of his little brothers and sometimes a fucking asshole. You ask him to do shit, and he had to know everything about the fucking situation. It was just what family did, he guessed.

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