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"And I have. Telling you now, ain’t I? I never said it would be a play by play of whatever went down any given day," I retorted. "Anyway, I have a gift for you."
"I don't want a gift."
"You'll like this one..."
"What is it?" she asked suspiciously.
"Grainne Ledger."
Her brow furrowed. "The madam?"
"Yup."
"What about her?"
"She'll be contacting you regarding setting up an interview."
Her eyes bugged. "Are you shitting me?"
"Nah."
"Manhattan's Madam wants to talk to me?" She grabbed my collar and jerked me forward. "What did you do? Bribe her?"
"No. She has an ulterior motive." Understatement.
"Everyone does," she dismissed, but there were stars in her eyes again. Stars I was happy to see.
I didn't tell her that I'd been worried about her this week.
Mostly because I knew she wouldn't want to hear it. She'd think I was taking her meltdown as a sign of weakness, and that I'd use it as leverage to keep things from her.
But I'd used drugs to medicate myself and my pain. Now I was using stress to shove shit aside.
This wasn't Savvie's first exposure to danger, but it was as my wife, as the bride of the Five Points' leader.
It was the first time we could have both died.
It was the first time we'd almost lost everything.
It fit that, amid that meltdown, she'd come across a way to bring down the Sparrows.
My wife would always,always, surprise me.
Her fingers clutched at my collar again and she murmured, "This could be good timing."
"What for?"
"The Sparrows. Making it look as if I'm shifting tracks. Let's face it, the whole fucking underworld seems to think that wives always listen to their husbands and obey them," she scoffed. "I bet if I started writing about alternative themes, they'd accept it better that I was leaving them alone."
"We still don't know if that's feasible."
"I bet it is though. You need to work on getting some law enforcement agents in your pocket. Sliding them into the Sparrows." She reached for the packet of papers she'd dumped at my side. "Getting in takes time, but with Amara's help, we could get more names, and we could position whoever you use to infiltrate the organization beside those Sparrows.
"Maybe we could even use the fact that the Sparrow in question is in danger of exposure as a method of getting our inside man close to them."
As I watched the ideas slip and slide behind her eyes, I dragged my hands up her arms as I reminded her, "Tomorrow, I'm dealing with the traitors."
She blinked at me, jolting herself from where her mind had taken her. "What are you going to do?"
