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“Not just any agents, either. They are U.S. Marshalls,” I stated, handing him back his phone before reaching for mine. “What can you tell me about Monk? Jinx’s files were thorough, but he couldn’t find anything on Monk.”

“That’s because the U.S. Marshall Service handles the witness protection program, Zeke.”

Whisper and I both looked up to find Faith holding a tea tray before she placed it on the table between us. Sitting next to Whisper as if she were holding Sunday brunch, Faith started pouring tea into cups.

“Jesus Christ, Faith,” I groaned. “We just talked about you snooping around.”

Faith shrugged her shoulders and smirked. “Old habits die hard?”

“Sweetheart, I don’t want you mixed up in this.”

“Too late,” my sister said stubbornly, handing a cup to Whisper. “I want to help.”

“Me too,” Angel added, bringing in a tray of cookies. Laying the tray next to the tea tray, Angel took a seat next to me and smiled.

“Us too,” Hope smiled as she, Charity and Nevil brought up the rear.

Hanging my head, I growled.

I couldn’t with these women anymore.

Whisper chuckled. “A man that surrounds himself with beautiful women never wants for help.”

I narrowed my eyes at the fucker. “They are a nuisance.”

“A beautiful nuisance,” Whisper smiled, accepting the teacup and saucer from my sister, who blushed.

Charity plopped down on my other side, hugging my neck. “Come on,Zeke. It’s boring around here. Let us help.”

“You don’t even know what’s going on,” I countered, as Charity slowly released my neck as a conspiratorial grin appeared on her face.

No.

She didn’t.

Snapping my head to Faith, I shouted, “You told her!”

“There are no secrets in this house,” Faith said, as if it was nothing. Growling, I replied “Really? You want to go there, Faith?”

Frowning as she involuntarily scooted closer to Whisper, my sister added, “I told them everything. They all know. Even Joan.”

“Jesus Christ,” I muttered, rubbing my temples.

They were giving me a headache.

“I’m confused. Are you praying to God or are you atheist like your sisters?” Angel asked, which had my sisters snickering.

“Zeke’s a part-time Catholic,” Charity offered.

Taking a deep breath, I needed to get control of this situation before it got out of hand fast.

“I’m Baptist,” Nevil offered, grabbing a cookie.

“I never gave religion a thought. It wasn’t like God helped me growing up,” Angel admitted.

“That’s why we believe in mother earth,” Hope smiled, accepting her cup of tea from Faith.

“Mother Earth?” Whisper questioned.

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