Page 66 of Grumpy Sunshine

“What about the checks that you got in her name?The ones that almost sent her to jail?”Cakes asked curiously.

“Those weren’t my fault, either.”

Cakes leaned forward and pulled Trini’s phone out of her pocket, then said, “Hey, Apollo.What’s Trini’s code?”

“3783,” Apollo answered distractedly.“All done.”

Cakes started to sift through stuff on Trini’s phone, then tapped something and said, “And her bank account password?”

Apollo gave that next.

“How is it,” Cakes asked, “that this girl has no access to a bank account, nor does her sister, but you do?”

Trini shifted in her chair uncomfortably.

“Ahh, that big fat zero looks nice in there, doesn’t it?”Cakes asked as he set the phone down on the table in front of her.

Trini froze.

“Now, start from the beginning, or we’ll start going through your accounts, one by one, even the off shore ones that have quadruple what this one had,” Cakes ordered.

“She’s yours,” Trini said.“Your wife, Cally, asked me to not tell you.Which, honestly, worked out in my favor.If you’d known her, I wouldn’t have been able to use her like I wanted to.”

The sneer in her voice had me sitting up on the couch, ready to launch myself at her.

Hush stepped into the space between me and Trini, not blocking my view, but getting enough in the way that let me know that he’d stop me before I could take her out.

He was right, though.

We needed information, and the stupid cunt sitting at that table was the only one that could give it to us.

No, I couldn’t kill her just yet.

I leaned back against the cushions, waiting.

“And what did Cally give you in exchange for not telling me about Aella?”he asked.“And you do know, right, that Aella was my mom’s name?”

Fuck.

Yet another brick sliding into place.

“I do.”Trini smirked.“Why do you think I named her that?”

I saw Cakes’s thighs tighten, as if he was holding himself back.

“And she gave me a diamond ring,” she said.“One that was apparently your mother’s.Netted me quite a fuckin’ bit of money, too.”

Fuck.

I’d heard all about that diamond ring.

It’d been worth millions, according to Cakes.

And Cally had ‘lost’ it about two years into their marriage.

I saw Cakes’ jaw work as he tried and failed to gain his composure.

Before anyone could blink, he’d leaned over the table and dragged her, chair and all, up over the table so that he could get into her face.

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