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“Sort of. I made an investment,” he says.
Hades looks to me, shrugging. “Heard that? He made an investment, he says.”
“A friend came to me with an opportunity to sell a large quantity of (warheads) and diamonds. He needed money then and there, on the spot. Once in a lifetime opportunity. I made him a lowball offer. I was only happy to help him out of a jam but…”
Eros gets tired of Ares’ storytelling. “Ares paid the guy nearly half of what we made from the Hungarians. And he has hidden the rest away somewhere.”
“It’s true,” Ares says, jerking his thumb at Eros. “I did. You’ll find that you only have a couple hundred thousand in any one bank account, just enough to keep the banks from notifying you two that funds were low.”
An ugly look flashes across Hades’ face.
“Are ye serious?”
Ares shrugs. “As serious as I can be.”
Whipping out his phone, Hades scrolls for half a minute, checking on something. He glances up at Ares, his expression severe.
“Yer serious.” Hades looks at me, his expression grim. “Ye do realize that ye just stole from me. From Persephone. From our unborn child. Ye get that point, right?”
“He says that he’ll release the funds as soon as we are done with this final job,” Eros chimes in.
Hades snaps back, “Shut the fuck up or I’ll fucking make you wish you were fucking dead.”
“Relax! Seriously, all yer money will be safe a sound, earning interest as it sits in a bank account somewhere.”
Hades tenses, his fist bunching. I can tell that he’s about to actually try to kill Ares, money be damned.
I touch his arm. His slitted gaze slides to me.
“Finishing the project you started on together doesn’t sound… so bad,” I tell him, keeping my voice quiet. “If they are willing to sign papers officially letting you out of this business, I would do it.”
His brow hunches. “Really?”
Ares folds his arms across his chest, sighing hugely. “Yer strategizing with yer woman? Jaysus, Hades. It’s a good thing this is going to be your last job.”
Hades never takes his gaze off of me. I just nod at him, letting him know that he should do it.
“Not for the money,” I whisper. “Do it because this is the last action you may ever see. And I want you to enjoy your last hurrah.”
What I don’t add is that I think he might need to do another job with his brothers, experience it all one last time while they are all together.
Hades grips my hand and looks back at Ares. He spits on the ground. “Fuck ye.”
“Is that a no?”
“It’s only a yes because Penny says to do it.”
I squeeze his hand. We stand like that for several seconds and then Ares gives a stiff nod. “All right. We’re agreed, then.”
“We should start planning right away,” Eros says. “I think I have a buyer lined up for some of the ammunition and small arms, but… (warheads) are a different story.”
“I have a plan,” Hades snaps. “How about ye both fuck off and leave us alone? I’ll call ye when I’m ready to follow the next step.”
Eros opens his mouth to protest but Ares grabs him by the shoulders and speaks for them both. “If we don’t hear from ye tomorrow morning, there will be hell to pay.”
Hades raises his middle finger, saluting his brother with it. His brothers stalk off, heading back up where they came from. He looks down at me, his gaze intense.
“Now, where were we?”
