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I nod, “Surprisingly yes. It’s not great to hear but she is a stranger to me, and the more I learn about her the happier I am that she is a stranger. I think I have been better off not knowing her.”

“Yeah, she doesn’t sound like a great person,” Cash says, trying to be diplomatic; when I smirk and raise my eyebrow, he chuckles and says, “Fine, she sounds like a raging bitch. It says a lot about the kind of person she is if Hunt said that she was a piece of work.”

“Tell me about it,” I reply, as he repeats the words that I thought to myself earlier in the evening.

Cash’s phone starts to ring and puts a stop to the conversation, he presses the answer button and then immediately puts on speaker so that I can hear as well.

“Are you okay?” Alaric asks immediately, his tone worried.

“We’re fine, we just have an update that we think you’ll probably want to know now rather than later,” Cash reassures him.

“Excellent. I am assuming that we have confirmation that Hunt is still using the shipping yard.” Alaric replies.

“Yes, he is.” I reply, “but that’s not everything.”

I go on to explain all about what we heard, the shooting of the guy, the insight into the way that he works the shipments with the small shipments leading up to the large one that is in a couple of weeks. I even tell him about Amelia because he knows all about her and my mixed feelings on her since he is family, and me telling him was less job information and more about me telling a family member about it.

“Oh Ever, are you okay?” he asks as soon as I have finished telling him and it says a lot that it's that question that he chooses to ask first.

Family comes first always.

“Yeah, I am. With every new thing I learn about her I like her less,” I reply.

“I think that’s pretty understandable; we haven’t heard many redeeming qualities about her, I must admit,” Alaric agrees.

“No, we haven’t. Anyway, sorry for pulling the focus away from the job,” I reply with a frown.

“Don’t be ridiculous. This case is a personal one for us and things are going to get mixed together, that is how it is, and you know I love it when you talk to me, you are my family.” Alaric replies.

Cash smiles and then replies, “That’s why you’re our favorite uncle.”

“I knew it, I’m going to tell D,” Alaric jokes.

“I predict another one of your competitions is about to start,” I joke.

Alaric, chuckles, “Oh definitely.”

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Ever

“So, the last thing that we need to tell you is that Hunt is planning to invite Liam to the shipping yard in order to discuss business as Liam’s apparently stolen two of his clients that were into the stolen art side of what Hunt is doing,” Cash starts to explain.

I sort of skipped some stuff when I was filling him in, and he probably was wondering why Amelia was brought into it at all.

Whoops.

“Liam is doing art again?” Alaric asks, surprise in his voice.

“Apparently so, I have to admit that we were just as surprised as you, of all the clients that we expected him to steal; it wasn’t the art ones.” Cash replies.

“It’s what he used to do, what he was mainly interested in before the drugs, guns, and people. Although he was never a fan of the people side of it, that was all Blake,” Alaric explains.

“That’s definitely interesting that he’s gone back to that,” I reply.

“It is, sorry Cash we got off track again, you were saying?”

“They don’t want to talk business with him; theyre planning to kill him, which is why Hunt is comfortable for Liam to see the shipping yard; he doesn’t plan on letting him leave it alive,” Cash says.

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