Page 33 of Secret Triplets for Christmas

“Hmm.” Her tone was disinterested.

“After five years, it’s strange, don’t you think?”

“I suppose.”

“That’s why I’m here. I’m trying to find out what Liam was up to that five years later, someone is contacting me.”

“I’m sure I don’t know.”

“Rumor is that you and Liam were close.”

She made a face. “Yeah, until that rich bitch took him.”

She had to be talking about Lindsay.

“He tried to be like you, you know. Escape this place. He thought she’d help him do it.”

I believed Liam loved Lindsay, but I had no doubt that he saw her father’s money and connections as a way to get more in life.

“But he couldn’t stay away, you know.” She sat up, thrusting her tits out at me. “He always came back.” Jesus, fuck, please tell me he didn’t cheat on Lindsay. And if he did, that he used a condom.

“So, you and Liam were a thing then, huh?”

She shrugged as she used a stirrer to move her ice around her drink. “Sometimes. When that bitch of his would kick him out.”

“So you know what he was up to, then.”

Her gaze pierced mine. “What are you getting at, Ollie?”

I shook my head and nonchalantly took a sip of my beer. “Nothing. Just trying to find out what was going on before Liam died.”

She drank her vodka tonic. “Another one, Frankie.” She turned to me and held out her hand. “Money talks.”

I pulled out my wallet. Before I came down here, I’d emptied it of credit cards and most of my cash, knowing it would be at risk in this place. But I brought enough that I could pay Darcy for information. I handed her two twenties.

“That’s it?”

“There could be more. What do you know?”

Frankie gave her another drink and then made himself scarce. Johnny had already left, leaving only the pool player who didn’t seem to be paying us any attention.

“Liam had something against Wally.”

“Wally?” I scanned my brain to figure out who Wally was.

“Wally Creighton.”

My brows shot to my hairline. “Wally Creighton? He was Liam’s foster dad until he aged out.”

She shrugged.

“So, what does Wally have to do with what happened to Liam?”

She rolled her eyes. “Liam didn’t like the scam he was pulling.”

My brain was spinning a million miles a minute. “Wally was in the gang?”

She pressed her index finger to her nose. “Right.”

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