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“Maxwell? Good. I’ll be meeting the prodigal son later this evening. What’d you find?”

“On paper, he’s as squeaky clean as dear ole dad,” he began.

“Not really helpful, Rico.”

“Oh, ye of little faith,” he chuckled. “I was just getting started.”

“Asshole,” I muttered with a grin.

Rico might be the baby of the family, but when it came to computers, he was light-years ahead of us all. And the cocky bastard knew it too.

“Anywho. Before I was so rudely interrupted, I was going to mention two things.”

I paced the floor, my long strides eating up the distance from one side of the room to the other rather quickly.

“First of all,” he resumed. “You are one lucky fucker. As far as I can tell, Emory got her looks from her mother’s side of the family. Which brings me to point number two. Check your email.”

Pulling the phone from my ear, I opened the blue envelope app and touched on the new entry. The picture Rico sent was a little grainy, most likely due to the fact it came from security footage, but it was clear enough.

“Gambling,” I hissed.

“Yup. Maxie-boy isn’t very photogenic, but he sure does like the poker tables in Vegas. I’ve got about a dozen or more and that’s without looking too hard.”

“Debt?” I asked.

“I haven’t ventured far enough down the rabbit hole to find any yet, however, my gut is screaming at me to keep going.”

“Do it, Rico. Have you told Gabe and Alec?”

“They’re aware and, collectively, we’ve decided to withhold this little tidbit from the feds for now.”

“I agree. Anything else going on I should be aware of?”

He was quiet—too quiet.

“Rico?”

“You remember the trainee Waverly sent a while back?”

“The one Alec laid out?”

“Yeah, him,” he sighed. “He might become an issue.”

“What happened?” I demanded.

“Nothing so far. Merely an observation on my part. The guy signed up for two more sessions of hand-to-hand training, and I don’t believe it’s because he thinks Quattro will make him better.”

“Shit. You’re right. Alec wiped the floor with him. When’s he coming back?”

“Next month.”

“Okay. We’ll deal with it then. In the meantime, find out what you can on big brother. We’ll be back in Mountain Grove on Sunday.”

“Already on it. Stay safe.”

“Always.”

I tossed my phone on the bed and ran my fingers through my hair. It seemed my brothers and I went from one crisis to the next without much room to breathe in between.

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