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“Yeah, the Italian ones,” Ivy smirked.
“In Chicago, it’s mainly the Italians running the show,” Juliette explained, ignoring our stupid discussion on wolves. “The Syndicate. And they have a super fancy casino, recently opened.”
“It’s settled then,” Wynter concluded. “We’ll be robbing the Italians in Chicago. I have some studying to do. You three research the information on the casino they own. We don’t want to accidentally rob an honest person.”
“Oh my gosh, we’re really doing this,” Juliette and Ivy gasped with disbelief.
“Get the address and do the proper research. Building layout,” Wynter demanded. “We want to know who owns it, their peak hours, what the maximum bets are at each table. We want to know it all.”
“Don’t be a control freak, Wyn,” Juliette complained. “We’ll do our homework.”
“That’ll be a first,” I muttered under my breath.
Standing up, Wynter grabbed her book, and sauntered into the other room.
We’re really doing this.
CHAPTER26
Liam
It was just past three in the afternoon.
I had a shipment coming tonight and I’d have to be on my way soon. But I had enough time to dial up Juliette and Wynter. I hadn’t heard from them in a few days.
Dialing Juliette’s number, I waited as the line rang. Nothing. Then Wynter. Nothing. Davina. Again nothing.
These women were exasperating. I had a feeling they were getting in trouble, though Cassio gave me a guy that was tailing them. He hadn’t called so I assumed they were within the designated area of New Haven, Connecticut.
But my gut feeling warned me otherwise. So I dialed Nico Morrelli.
“Twice in a week,” he drawled. “That must be a record.”
“I know you just sent me the hacker information,” I told him. “I haven’t had a chance to go through his background. However, I trustyou,and I need a favor.”
“What do you need?”
I recited the three phone numbers, although I was certain all three women were in the same location.
“I need you to tell me where the location pins these numbers.”
It took him two seconds. “All three numbers are together. Looks like they are in Chicago.”
“Fuck,” I cursed. “These women will be the fucking death of me.”
“Anything I can do?” he offered.
“No, thank you,” I grumbled. “You have two daughters, right?”
“I do, twins.”
“You might want to consider starting to look for a high security boarding school,” I told him. “To keep them locked down to one spot.”
He chuckled, but I was fucking serious.
CHAPTER27
Davina
