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“I’m taking that you don’t like him?”
“He’s a piece of shit. You’re right when you said that. I stopped using their bank last yearbecauseof him. Every time I went in, I just felt dirty.”
“What’d he do?”
“Every time I’d go in for anything, they’d have to verify through him. He’d come out and handle whatever I needed himself. I hated it. Hated it. The dirty looks. The dirty compliments. I even tried doing the drive-thru, but he stopped that and made it where I’d have to come into the bank every time to either deposit a check or do a cash withdrawal. That’s not right. I love my new bank. I’m like a normal customer.”
“He did that?”
She nodded. “I thought that was normal since it’d been happening since I was sixteen.”
“Sixteen?” I tightened my hold over the steering wheel, imagining it was his neck.
The good news was that if he was doing that, I was sure he was doing other shit. “That’s abuse of power. If it came down to it, would you be willing to talk to a lawyer?”
“You think that’s enough to get him to drop the charges?”
“No, but it’s a start.”
She nodded. “Yeah. Of course. I’ll do anything you need me to do.”
There. Right there. It’s another reason I fell for her, and I had plans to tell her. Lots of plans. Elaborate plans, but not yet. We needed to go to battle first. I’d helped with this sort of shit, but it was always someone else’s fight. I’d been in the back, helping, supporting. This time, I was at the wheel. It was my fight.
It was time I let people know just what I could do.
20
AVA
We went back to Zeke’s house.
“What are you planning on doing?” I asked as we walked inside.
Zeke tossed his keys, went to the fridge, grabbed a beer, and stood, studying me. He took a sip before giving me a grin. “I’m going to hack him.”
I raised my eyebrow. “You’re what?”
He was nodding, talking to himself now. “Hack him. I bet there’s a ton of shit he’s hiding. I can get into his accounts. Figure it out and somehow give it to the DA in exchange for them dropping charges against me. Yeah. It could work.”
My mouth was on the floor. “What? That sounds like a horrible idea. You could get added charges if you get caught.”
“Nah. This will work.” He came over, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “This will totally work. This is a great idea.” He started down the hallway.
I trailed behind him. “This is a horrible idea.” My phone was ringing, but I silenced it. I had a huge catastrophe here to prevent. “Zeke.”
He went to the bedroom and started changing clothes.
I perched on the bed, watching, but decided I should change too. He was pulling on comfy clothes, which okay. I loved comfy clothes. Since moving in with Zeke, that was one thing he’d asked us to do more. Or he asked me to do with him, lounging around, wearing pajamas all day, and goofing off. He explained that everyone did it. It was a basic human premise, to be lazy every now and then.
It was now my favorite thing to do, but only with him. With myself, it wasn’t the same. I got restless, thinking how much money I could be making if I was working, and ended up heading somewhere to pick up a shift. Thank goodness my bosses all liked when I showed up and didn’t turn me away from fear of overtime or something.
But he was pulling on some gym shorts and a T-shirt.
I loved his T-shirts. God. Zeke’s chest could be like a Greek statue, and when he was inside me, raised and holding himself over me, his eyes on me, I about died every time. He had tattoos on one shoulder and chest, a tribal one that wound down his right arm, and it was the hottest thing ever to me.
I was getting all hot and bothered, just thinking about it right now, but Zeke wasn’t noticing.
He was padding barefoot around the room, nodding to himself. He was all hyped on his world domination plan, or his enemy domination plan. One that I thought was the stupidest plan ever.
