Page 59 of Love Takes Home

“Who the fuck are you going to hear it from?” I ask.

“My wife. Her sister.”

“Which sister?” Grady asks.

“Does it matter?”

We laugh at that. Because it really doesn’t matter. If one sister is involved, all four of the Thorpe sisters are involved.

“So that means we’ve already covered the top of the agenda today? Clarified that Joker got the girl and they are happy? He’s all loved up and wetting his dick?”

“We hadn’t gotten that far.” Nate cringes at the words Daniel used.

“And we don’t fucking need to. My dick isn’t your issue. None of you need to worry about my fucking dick. Wouldn’t tellyou,” I say, pointing to Daniel, “anyway.”

“Why not?” he asks, offended.

“Because you’re her brother’s friend.”

“So are you.”

“Except I’m not going to leave this room and call him up and tell him every word of this conversation, like two old ladies gossiping.”

“Fine. We can talk about Ginny later.”

“No, we can’t.”

I think the subject is closed until I hear it. Giggling. Female giggling outside the conference room door.

“Your wife is standing outside listening, isn’t she?” I ask Daniel, who has the good sense to look at least a little embarrassed.

“Hi, Victoria!” I call out toward the door.

“Hi, Joker.” She smiles as she pops her face around the door frame. “Tell Ginny I said hi.”

“I’ll be sure to do that.” I smile at her. She’s really hard to be mad at.

She pulls the door closed to the room and I look at the guys sitting around the table.

“Can we talk business now? I have plans and don’t want to be here looking at you fuckers all day.”

Daniel nods and pulls out a sheet of paper with his notes on it. “Let’s talk about our mystery woman first.”

“Do we have to?” Nate asks.

“I think so.”

“Is there something new?” I ask.

“We know that she’s been traveling between Diamond Cove, Briar Mountain, Rockton, and Boulder Canyon.”

“Well, we established she has a house in Rockton, so that would make sense. Do we know what she’s doing when she’s at the other places?”

“That’s the thing. We don’t have a fucking clue.”

“Isn’t there someone on her?”

“Yeah, but it’s like she’s always one step ahead. They follow her to a building and she never comes out, but her car’s location changes an hour later and she’s got ten minutes on us.”

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