Maverick’s three sisters immediately piled on, matching each other’s nastiness. Their faces twisted with that small-minded, street-brawler kind of viciousness.

“Exactly. Who do you think you are?” one of them snapped. “This is Jones family business. Since when does an outsider get to point fingers? When our family is talking, an outsider should keep her mouth shut!”

Talia was my best friend. I invited her here, and that meant she was my side, my family. ...