Page 327 of Icy Cold Death

His one partner reassured him.

“Tori has it under control. The company’s reputation is good. Relax,” Lucian said. “She and Bishop are running it like they stole it, and Genesis is doing well too.”

He was curious.

“Is she a good fit?” he asked. “You know, partners-to-partner?”

Neither Ridge, nor Lucian were shocked.

Julian control freaked the hiring process for a reason. This company was his baby. One would think literally too.

“She is. Genesis is laid back, easy going, and friendly. Tori picked well.”

“Damn it,” Julian muttered.

They all looked over.

“Now, she’s going to want to do all the hiring on a whim.”

The radio came to life.

“WELL. SHE. IS. USED. TO. CARRYING. YOUR. DEAD. WEIGHT. DROOPY. BALLS. MAN.”

Julian sighed.

It appeared that Trey found him.

Unfortunately.

“It was so quiet. Why am I not surprised that Trey is lurking?”

“I. KNEW. THE. SECOND. YOU. LANDED. ALL. THE. FUN. WAS. SUCKED. OUT. OF. THE. STATE.”

“Ha-ha, Trey. You’re a comedian.”

The dead man was not detracted.

“I’M. A. GHOST. WE. LURK. WHAT. DO. YOU. EXPECT? WE. ARE. NOT. AIRPORTS. JULIAN. WE. DO. NOT. ANNOUNCE. OUR. ARRIVAL. AND. DEPARTURE.”

He just rolled his eyes.

Honestly, he was even willing to tolerate the dead brother-in-law to see his wife.

Being away sucked.

Up ahead, finally, they saw the hospital.

As they approached, Wynter sent Bishop a text, so that they’d know they were arriving. Hurricane Control Freak was about to try to usurp Tori’s control.

They were all betting on it.

Julian, if anything, was predictable.

After parking, they headed inside to find his wife, Bishop, and their new hire standing there. Julian could see that the woman was clean.

As in clean of ghosts.

The dead in the hospital were giving her space.

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