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“Wait, so... You’re telling me that Camila’s family has over four million dollars?”

“Well, if we kill Kruzman she will,” Ruck said with a grin.

“We could make a trade,” Flir pointed out. “The money for their lives.”

“Fuck no,” I said with a shake of my head. “I wouldn’t trust that asshole to keep his end of the bargain. He’ll want to make an example of her, or some other super villain shit.”

“I don’t trust him either,” Ruck replied. “We stick to the plan.”

“Can I keep this?” Flir asked. “I’d like to make sure I didn’t miss anything. He has codes built into codes.”

“Jealous?” Ruck asked.

“A little.”

“Make a copy of it,” I told him. “I’ll have to give it back to the Marshal.”

He nodded and took the papers with him. He didn’t care about the rest of the file, just the numbers.

Scrubbing a hand over my face, I shook my head. “This is insane.”

“Why do you think he did it?” Bolo asked.

“Probably trying to set his family up so that they wouldn’t have to worry about money,” Ruck answered before I could. “Odds are he was trying to cut ties with Kruzman and that probably made Kruzman suspicious. You know how it goes. Ordinary guy gets too good to be true job offer, gets in too deep, wants a way out.”

I nodded. “That’s what I’m thinking too. Kruzman must have had someone else double check the books. Found the discrepancy, and killed Camila’s father.”

“Desperate men will do whatever they have to for their families,” Ruck added. “You gonna tell her?”

“Yeah. How can I not?” I asked with a shrug.

Flir came back and handed me the papers, which I put into the folder. “Thanks man,” I told him. “You just blew this thing wide open.”

“No worries. When you want the routing and account number, just let me know.”

“I’ll see you guys later,” I told them as I left. I wanted to get back home and tell Camila about what we’d found.

This was going to hurt her. To know that your father was murdered because he’d stolen from someone to try to provide a better life for his family? Yeah. That was definitely going to upset them, but at least this way they’d know what happened. They’d know why he was taken from them. And they could put to rest the idea that their father might have been a bad man. He wasn’t. He was just a guy who loved his wife and kids.

I had a hunch we were right. Didn’t know it for sure, but I trusted my gut. It hadn’t let me down yet. And if we never found out the rest of the truth, at least this would eventually ease the women’s minds. They could look back on their father’s memories without a dark cloud of guilt that they were loving a monster. There was something to be said about that.

I could at least give them that peace of mind. And who knew? Maybe they’d be four million richer by the time this was all over. But whatever happened, I planned to remove Kruzman from the equation. I wasn’t going to let him continue to be a threat to Camila and her family.

CHAPTER 24

Camila

It was early in the morning when Kilo left, so I’d gone home and had breakfast with my family. Several hours later there was a knock on the door. I opened it with a smile, expecting it to be Kilo since it was about one-thirty in the afternoon. Frowning, I looked between Dustin and Jeremy as they stood on my porch. “Hi.”

“Can we come in?” Dustin asked.

The slight urgency in his tone made the hair on my nape rise. “Of course,” I shut the door and locked it behind them. The only times in the past that both U.S. Marshals had shown up at our door together had been when Kruzman found us. I swallowed hard, meeting Dustin’s gaze. “Does he know where we are?”

“We don’t know yet, Camila,” he said, being honest. He was always honest with me.

“What happened?” Mama asked, as we went into the dining room. She got up and started making coffee for them.

He rubbed the back of his neck. “It might be nothing.”

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