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“It sounds like you care.”

“I do care about you, Smoke,” she muttered. “It’s you who doesn’t.”

“Wrong. And when this crowd disperses, I’m going to tell you what you didn’t hear me say to Decker that day.”

“What about me?” Deck asked, coming back inside with Hughes trailing behind him. The two of them proceeded to walk the rooms of the house, most likely looking for listening devices.

“He thinks my house is bugged?” Siren whispered.

“Precaution.”

Deck came back to where we waited. “We’re good.”

“If the safe is gone, I don’t understand why Jimmy is so terrified that someone is going to kill him. Whoever took it, got what they wanted,” said Gene.

“He knows its contents.”

“Wait,” said Siren, looking at me. “How did you know I was in Kinsale?”

Deck looked up from his computer. “That was me.”

“And me,” added Casper.

“Why?” Siren looked at Casper specifically.

“Someone at Interpol was tracking you.”

“Who?”

Every head in the room turned to look at Hughes, except Siren, who was looking at me.

“What’s going on?” she asked.

“Jaysus,” muttered Hughes. “It was me.”

“You were tracking me?”

Hughes shook his head. “I tipped the bastard off.”

Siren’s frustration was nearing a boiling point. I reached over and rubbed her shoulder.

“You need a pain pill.” She raced upstairs, and I let her go.

“It’s Byrne, isn’t it?” Hughes asked in a hushed tone.

Casper nodded.

“What did you tell him?” I asked.

“That Siren was off looking for the Irish Crown Jewels.”

“What else?”

“I mentioned she was going so far as trying to meet with Mallory’s grandson.”

“When was this?” Deck asked.

Hughes pulled out his phone, and Casper looked at the screen.

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