Page 189 of Filthy Lies

Me: They take skilled prisoners and let them work off their sentences by doing jobs for whichever government needs them.

Maverick: Sounds like The Suicide Squad.

Me: The basic premise is the same. Without superheroes. Or Harley Quinn.

Maverick: Course. We got our own Harley Quinn here in West Orange.

Me: How is Giulia?

Maverick: You’d think having a kid, Nyx’s kid at that, would calm her down, but nope.

Me: Typical.

Maverick: Never heard of that group before. They’re bad news?

Me: They’re not good.

Me: Mav, I might be her cousin.

Maverick: What?!

Maverick: How the hell are you related?

Me: Remember that I told you my grandfather was the head of the United Brotherhood?

Maverick: Not something I’m likely to forget.

Me: True. When he offered to help me with the Sparrows, he wanted me to find his granddaughter who’d been missing since her father’s death. When I looked into it, I think Kat could be the missing granddaughter.

Maverick: No such thing as a coincidence.

Me: My problem exactly.

Me: I’ll let you know when I find out if she is or not.

Maverick: Thanks, Star.

Me: For?

Maverick: Not keeping us in the dark.

Me: You guys have been fighting to take down the Sparrows since you found out about them. I can promise you, Mav, that we’re getting there.

Maverick: Good. Alessa deserves some peace.

Maverick: Stay safe.

Me: Keep your eyes open.

Maverick: O.O

Blowing out a breath,I stared at my reflection in the vanity.

Now that was done, and once I thought Maverick would have had enough time to speak with her, I tried Alessa’s cell.

“Star? I was hoping to hear from you.”

I grimaced. “Should have called sooner but it’s been crazy here.”

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