Page 20 of Filthy Truth


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Studying him, I asked, “Daily brownies for life.”

He started playing with his wedding ring. “You can have that anyway.”

“Nah. I always buy ‘em. But you have to pay Aoife in lieu.”

“You have weird priorities, Kid.”

“That comes as a surprise, why?”

He shrugged. “Okay.”

“How soon?”

“A week.”

“I think… five days.”

Finn tipped his glass at me. “Five days and Star, Dead To Me, and Troy can’t be behind the trigger. Eoghan either.”

I grumbled, “You’re no fun.”

“I’m plenty fun,” he retorted. “Anyway, why do I recognize that Troy chick?”

“She was in the news about twenty years ago. She’s Altin Çela’s daughter.”

His brows lifted. “The Kelmendi kidnapping?”

“Yeah.”

“I had a hundred thou on Kelmendi winning the Belmont Stakes,” he groused. “I was wicked pissed.”

“Happened the day before the race, didn’t it?”

“Yup. So, she’s the daughter?”

“Apparently.”

“Huh. You get around, Kid.”

My nose crinkled. “I do. But that’s it for me today. I need to crash.”

“You get what you were looking for?”

“I did, and it was a happy, albeit unsurprising surprise.”

“How can a surprise be unsurprising?”

“Because people are always idiots, but you can have faith in their common sense, and then when they prove you were right in the first place, it’s an unsurprising surprise.”

“Okay, less of the logic. What’s unsurprisingly surprising?”

“Foundry has a meeting with Smythe this week in his office here.”

Finn’s brows rose. “Seriously?”

I smiled. “Seriously.”

“Two birds. One stone.”

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