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“Hey, man, you said get the least suspicious vehicle they had. It was either the Town and Country or a Cruze. Only baby mammas drive minis.”
“Don’t be sexist, Owen. Men drive them too,” Bri protested in the background.
I disconnected the call as soon as I spotted the van. I didn’t want to hear the debate they were about to get into while I searched for somewhere to park.
Marcus Clermont.
He was the man Rhiannon knew as her father and another necessary pawn. The best part? He didn’t have a fucking clue. His slut of a wife had a better grasp of the situation than him, unsurprising considering where Evie originated from. I wasn’t one to sex-shame but in this case the bitch owned the title. Seeing Marcus running around all over town like her personal bitch boy further proved he was the bottom in their marriage.
When I got the tip to keep a closer eye on him and had Bri re-hack into his personal devices, I’d been expecting something more than him running errands.
Marcus hadn’t talked to a single person aside from a quick polite greeting here and there. Not one call or text had been sent or received.
That I found strange.
Unless you were fucking no one your cellphone would go off with some kind of social interaction within a two-hour timeframe. His line was as dead as his wife’s pussy.
“He made another transfer,” Brianna announced from the backseat.
I had to admit the van was spacious and comfortable, but you wouldn’t catch me at the local dealership trying to purchase one. There were more on the road than I’d cared to notice before, which made it a good choice for what we were doing with it now. We couldn’t tail Marcus in any of our cars because they all stood out too much.
“Evie has this man so hard by the balls he’s lost brain cells,” Gavin remarked.
“This isn’t her first rodeo,” Owen replied, carefully edging the Chrysler forward to keep up with Marcus as he exited the bank and walked down the sidewalk.
“I can’t wait to see the look on her face when everything is over. Speaking of, check this out.” Briana nudged my arm with her tablet.
Taking the iPad, I kept my personal opinions to myself. It was best if she didn’t get her hopes up. We’d been studying Evie Clermont so long that it was a well-known fact she would sacrifice those around her in a heartbeat to keep herself afloat.
I studied the margins pulled up on the screen noting the slight differences in each one. “He’s putting more and more into the offshore account.”
“You think they know we’re about to make a move?” Owen asked.
I scrolled through the transactions we had tracked thus far.
Something wasn’t right about them either. Marcus was dealing with three accounts stateside plus the hidden one. Each amount he’d moved over the past week was too different to distinguish any kind of pattern. They had no idea we were tapping everything from their phones to their banking history, so it wasn’t a ploy.
“I don’t think Evie is on all of this.”
Owen glanced over and peered at the screen. “Whatcha think it is then, boss-man?”
“I told you not to call me that.” My phone chimed for a third time, prompting me to hand the tablet back to Bri. “It’s just a hunch. I’ll share once I know for sure.”
“When have your hunches ever been wrong?” Gavin pointed out.
I checked my text messages, seeing two from Mai and one from Rhiannon. I opened them in the order they came.
Mai: I miss you
Mai: When are you coming home?????
I smiled and text her back soon. I wanted nothing more than to return to where I belonged. It’d been so long since I saw her and the famiglia, but a bout of homesickness couldn’t be the reason I fucked everything up. Everyone in the inner circle was watching us.
My padre needed to be one hundred percent confident he could trust me to take over for him. If he doubted me even the slightest bit, then so would all the others and that would get me nowhere but an early grave.
The other families had to know I was capable of handling myself without his help, which is why I volunteered for this job. Gavin, Owen, and Bri were in the same boat. If they wanted to stay by my side, they needed to prove their capabilities and loyalty whenever it was necessary.
I opened Rhia’s message next and had to read it twice for understanding to sink in.
Rhia: Have you seen Em?
She knew not to spell out his full name. Smart girl. Now she’d need to learn that if and when I wanted to tell her something I would. Checking the time, I felt the familiar stirring of irritation only Rhiannon could inspire. Why wasn’t she asleep?
