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He could say that again.

The feeling was mutual.

With that, Tori headed out with her brother and Bethany by her side.

And that was how the ladies did it.

Hard.

Fast.

And coming out on top.

Long live the Littlemoons. They were kicking ass and taking names.

Once again.

Epilogue

Three Weeks Later

Salem, MA

Littlemoon Investigations

Y eah, Lucian was in a damn good mood. Everything, as they said, was right in the world. They’d gotten great publicity for solving not one, not two, but five cold case homicides out West, putting their names all over the media.

Publicity was a good thing in their world.

It brought people in.

That morning, he molested his wife in a hot, sweaty romp before the workday began, and now, he was at work, doing his thing.

For all of them, the business was flourishing, and talks of yet another expansion were on the way. Littlemoon Investigations, and local law, were good together, and they were going to run with it.

Why not have a consulting firm?

It worked on paper.

It worked for all of them since half of their team had been cops.

Out of dangerous situations sometimes came amazing ideas, and he was going to spearhead it to run with it.

Why not?

Their world was coming together nicely.

Julian’s sisters were calm, not fighting, and being decent human beings to each other. In fact, Claire had her sister over for dinner, so she could see her niece and nephew, and Lianna could do the same.

They had buried the hatchet—and not in each other.

Oddly enough, they’d gotten word that the man who broke Claire’s heart, and abused Lianna, had a terrible accident…

It seems that he was found in his home with a bunch of broken bones and scared shitless of something that had gone down there.

According to him, wisely, he said he didn’t see the burglar as he got his ass whipped a-plenty. It was funny how nothing of value had been taken.

It looked like the secret was staying with them, but the Littlemoons knew the truth.

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