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Cassio chuckled. “The Kings won’t be far behind.”
“Having another bambino, huh?” I asked.
Cassio nodded. Everyone knew his wife and children were his weakness. He didn’t give a fuck. He just armed himself with extra guns. Truthfully, family was a weakness for all of us. We’d do anything to protect them.
“I need a hacker I can trust,” I told Nico, then turned to Cassio. “And a man who can tail four women without being seen.”
Both their eyebrows shot up.
“Killian is good at hacking, last I checked,” Nico commented.
“He is,” I confirmed, laying a royal flush down. “But this one he can’t do. He’s too close to the women.”
“Ah.” He took a moment to think. “I have one person in mind, but let me get back to you on that.”
“Alexei Nikolaev is one of the best men to stick to shadows,” Cassio chimed in. “He’s expensive though.”
I shook my head. “Money is not an object, but it can’t be any member of the Nikolaev family.”
Surprise crossed Cassio’s expression, but I wouldn’t risk Davina crossing paths with them and her half-sister until she had a choice.
“Okay, let me think about it,” Cassio said as the cards got shuffled again.
“It has to be someone trustworthy,” I told him. “Whomever you recommend, I’ll run another check on my own. I can’t risk it with this one.”
A nod and that was it.
CHAPTER24
Davina
“He said he deleted all the surveillance?” Juliette asked Wynter again.
The four of us were packing boxes of stuff we wouldn’t need for the next few weeks. Like kitchen stuff since none of us seemed to ever find our way into the little kitchenette. We’d trek across the campus or even to the nearby town, but not into our own kitchen.
“Yes, Juliette,” Wynter answered in an exasperated tone, packing up the cabinet with glasses. An open book sat next to her on the kitchen counter and her eyes skimmed the pages as she stuffed newspaper into each glass, then wrapped it into bubble wrap.
“Then why are we giving Garrett the money?” Juliette questioned and all four of us stopped what we were doing to look at her.
“What do you mean?” I asked her, furrowing my brows.
“Why are we giving Garrett the money then?” she repeated. “Wynter’s boyfriend-”
“For the hundredth time, he’s not my boyfriend,” she cut her off.
Juliette didn’t even miss a beat, while Ivy and I snickered. We all knew in Juliette’s mind, this guy was forevermore Wynter’s boyfriend.
“Whatever,” Juliette retorted. “As I was saying… Wynter’s non-boyfriend,” the three of us rolled our eyes because it was so typical for Juliette to find a way to egg her on, “... erased all of the evidence of us being involved with that fire. So why are we giving Garrett the money?”
I blinked. Juliette could be slightly entitled and her moral compass was slightly skewed, but she couldn’t mean that. Could she?
“Because we burned down his house,” I said slowly, ensuring she understood the words.
Juliette shrugged. “Well, he shouldn’t have been dicking around and sticking his cock where it doesn’t belong.”
“Mmmhmmm,” Ivy hummed her agreement.
My eyes snapped to Wynter who was always the calmest and the most reasonable of the four of us, and I found her with a pensive look on her face.
