Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 69775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Not that Sawyer would’ve ever denied a single person a place at his table.
He wasn’t a part of the club, but he was the most giving man I knew.
“He’s been steadily looking into it. But we can’t have him found.”
I knew why.
Because Apollo was protecting some ex-cons. Some escaped convicts that were now considered dead to the world, and Apollo couldn’t be found out.
An escaped convict, one of which my sister happened to be getting married to.
It was understandable that this operation would need to be very delicate.
“Shit,” Weaver sighed, his first words added to this conversation. “What’s the plan then? How are you going to fix this?”
Because he knew, just as I did, that something needed to be done.
“We’re still trying to find out everything,” Sawyer admitted. “Gail’s not very smart about how she’s doing things. But the man, Kurt Pruitt, is. He cleans up after her constantly. But sometimes, Gail slips up, and we find the information before Kurt gets to it. We now know where the woman we think is my daughter, Ida Bell, is. Apollo has also helped us slip some tracking devices on their phones. Kurt doesn’t clean those up but once every couple of months. We have someone tailing both Gail and Felicia everywhere they go. We know their schedules. We know their way into the company. And now the FBI is involved.”
I blinked. “You involved the FBI?”
“We had to.” Denver crossed his arms over his chest, causing his muscles to bulge. It was a sight to see, for sure. “Mostly because they were already onto us because of a huge money movement that Gail made a few months ago thinking we wouldn’t notice when we merged with another tech business.”
“How much did she take?” Weaver asked.
“Eleven million.” Sawyer shook his head. “Way too much to go under the radar of the government. But we’re working with the FBI now, and they have access to a few hackers that have a lot freer access to do what they need to now that there’s an active warrant to get into our financials and hers.”
“So…what do we do?” I asked. “What do I do?”
“Keep doing what you’re doing,” Denver suggested.
Boone was already shaking his head, as was Sawyer. “That’s not going to work.”
Denver frowned. “Why not?”
I bit my lip, knowing what was coming.
I sent an apologetic look toward my sister just as Boone said, “Because Nettie is pregnant.”
Chaos, pure and total chaos.
Because Nettie is pregnant.
The room was silent for a long moment as the other three people that hadn’t known the news digested it.
Then Eddy screeched and said, “What the fuck, Nettie!”
My lips quirked as my heart radiated happiness.
I was happy partly because Boone was smiling like the light of God had shone down upon him at my having told him first.
With my sister and I being twins, no one would’ve blamed me for sharing that news with her first. However, when I’d found out I was pregnant at sixteen, I’d told him first then as well.
The bond that we shared would transcend time and even trump a twin sister’s outrage.
“How could you not tell me this?” Eddy threw up her hands.
“It was Boone’s right to know first.”
The same thing I’d said all those years ago when Eddy had posed the same question.
Eddy huffed.
Weaver grinned and threw his arm around her shoulders, pulling her into his side.
“Then I would suggest you staying with Boone until we figure this out,” Denver suggested. “His place is wired for cameras and security. We made the place impenetrable if he wants it to be once we learned what his mother was doing.”
I felt nerves start to take flight in my belly.
I’d fully intended to move into Boone’s house once the baby got here. But again, I thought I had four months to figure out how to steel my heart against heartache.
An impossible task all on its own.
However, as usual, nothing in my life went as planned.
“I…”
“She’ll do it,” Eddy insisted. “She’ll do it, because this is the only for sure way we can keep her safe. The baby safe. She’s not dumb. She is also careful and thoughtful and kind, and would never make her sister worry about her in any way.”
The way Eddy said it had me lifting a brow to look at her in an “oh, really” kind of way.
“Is that right?” Denver drawled. “What happened to that one time where she found out she wasn’t going to be valedictorian and went and stabbed the principal’s tires, then got arrested for it, and sat in a jail cell for two days rather than call any of us?”
My lips pursed and I narrowed my eyes on Denver. “That was between you and me!”
“You did what?”
Denver grinned at me and winked.
Boone looked between Denver and me, narrow-eyed and calculating.
He was wondering what else he didn’t know.