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“Uh, he’s having a mental breakdown?” Greyson asked, not wanting to stir the pot. If he did, it was a non-stop trip to Insanity-ville.

Curtis looked skeptical.

“Uh, okay,” Curtis said. “I can transmit the businesses we found with NOLA addresses.”

“Thank you, Son. One last thing. Is that backup plan in play?” he asked.

He nodded.

“It wasn’t easy, Dad, but it’s in play.”

That was all he had to hear.

“Send me the locations. We’re going to be having a little fun, shutting down even more of Alexsandr’s business buddies. We can’t risk that he has any influx of cash, and the Chinese mafia is a good source.”

That was all Curtis had to hear.

When his phone chimed, he was grateful.

“If you need anything, Grey, call us. We can get Nikita on a flight. She’s working on training Aine, but other than that, she’s free,” his wife offered. “Or I can show up.”

Hell.

Freaking.

No.

That was never happening.

They would be good with his backup plan. Now, all he had to hope was the backup plan would do what it needed to do.

“Thanks, Kitten. I love you.”

“I love you, too, Greyson. Don’t have too much fun, or get shot. If you do, I’m coming there for you. I’ll be bringing oats, a bad temper, and bran muffins. Don’t make me get mean and vicious.”

He shuddered.

“I’m definitely not messing with you, Emma. Kiss my kids for me. I love you.”

Then, he shut it down.

“MATE, close it.”

When it was ended, he pulled out his phone and tossed it to Merry.

They at least had a starting point.

“You’ll have a list of businesses. As soon as you get them pulled up, and we make a plan, it’s time to move. We only have a day left.”

Maura was curious.

“And the backup plan?” she asked.

Oh, well, that was a trickier part.

“Let’s just say that I don’t want to use it unless I have absolutely no other choice in the matter.”

That sounded ominous.

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