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eyes. Someone inside Dakota bar is selling drugs. We
think it’s probably someone at our table tonight. Waltz in tonight
and do your stuff, baby.”
    Faith grumbled, “I refuse to be a hooker
tonight.”
    Trey laughed because she would be posing as his
slutty girlfriend. He couldn’t wait to see the spin she puts on her
outfit. He told her he’d see her and Eve tonight.
    “ Trey, you know you’re a whore
bag!”
    She meant the whore bag. Faith could seriously stay
mad forever. Trey reflected back on his love for Faith and couldn’t
explain away what she thought happened that night when she went
into the hospital. The men that captured her put her through hell.
She was crazy anyway thinking Trey made love to another woman.
However, he didn’t make love to her, she made it look that way.
Faith said she trusted him, but if she didn’t, he wouldn’t blame
her. He would be able to explain everything to her soon. Hoping it
wasn’t too late; he couldn’t imagine his life without her. Trey
checked and there’s enough time for a quick shower.
    He laughed as he chose a shirt, faded jeans and his
boots to wear for the evening. He’s still amazed she called him a
“Whore Bag”. If he’s going to get through the night with Faith
being the come on queen, he’d better take a long relaxing shower
instead of a quick one.
    Amazing what a nice cold shower could do. Trey
needed Faith with every fiber of his being. Everyone in the bar
needed to see the desire in his eyes. He put his clothes on,
glancing in the mirror at his light brown hair that barely touched
his collar. Faith called his hair blond. He called it light brown.
He guessed it depended on the way the sun shined. He put a small
amount of gel in the palm of his hand and dabbed his fingers in it,
rubbing it through his hair. Trey loved the way Faith styled his
hair and frowned. Thinking to himself, this would have to do.
    He needed to plan every detail out for tonight.
Faith didn’t realize the band members were from her past. She lived
with them after her parents died. Well, she lived with Roni's
family. Roni’s one of the singers in the band. She’s a cute, young
girl with blonde spiked hair and blue eyes. She might scratch five
feet tall. She stayed high on something all the time. The guitar
player was from Faith’s past too. Trey thought he was her first
love from all the information he could find out about him. His name
was Cash O’Connor, a real bad boy type. Trey was sure he’d kick
Cash’s ass if he tried to hurt Faith again. She’d never mentioned
him, but Trey knew Cash broke her heart years ago. She’d been hurt
enough and he wanted to protect her.
    He didn’t want Faith knowing the people from her
past were even in town until she was comfortable in Dakota’s and
playing her role in this operation. Trey reminisced. We both loved
to play games, anywhere and anytime. We always got the job done,
though our games never interfered with our detective work.
    Trey’s boss-partner Eli Bentley was going to be
there to make sure everything ran smoothly tonight. He’d been
playing in the band for three months now. He played the drum and
had a decent back up voice. Therefore, they trusted him, and Trey
realized he does too. He wondered what Faith would think about Eli.
He didn’t appear the FBI type. He guessed that’s why he fit in so
well.
    He shaved his head and wore a beard, and he worked
out all the time. His arm muscles bulged in his shirts. He’s the
quiet type, but they worked well together. Trey didn’t think he and
Faith would hit it off. She’s wild, crazy, and fun to be with and
he’s so quiet but does crack jokes on occasion. You, under no
circumstances, knew what he’s thinking. All the girls hung around
him after the sets. Trey guessed they love the quiet, shy type.
    Trey decided to go to the bar early so he could
observe and talk to everyone before Faith and Eve arrived. Cody’s
dropping the women off and parking around the corner in