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Lodestar: :P The bitch deserves to be panicked.
Dead To Me: We both agree. Did you know she asked me for Creed’s number?
Lodestar: What a bitch.
Dead To Me: Right?
Lodestar: I figured she was one of us, but now that I know otherwise, it’s making me second-guess a lot about her. And being related to you isn’t enough to make me forgive her.
Dead To Me: Hell, I’m the one with blood ties and I don’t forgive the cunt either!
Dead To Me: What’s Eagle Eyes’ mission?
Lodestar: Just to monitor her.
Dead To Me: Expensive task. Not that I know you’re short of funds or anything, but your gut must be screaming…
Lodestar: It is.
Dead To Me: About what in particular?
Lodestar: How did she know Muñoz was trying to take me out?
Dead To Me: Huh.
Dead To Me: There if you need me, Star. You know that, right?
Lodestar: Depending on it.
Dead To Me: You know, if we were regular women?
Lodestar: Yup.
Dead To Me: This is where we’d send each other hearts, isn’t it?
Lodestar: :P Or xoxo
Dead To Me: Uh huh.
Lodestar: The thought’s there?
Dead To Me: Sure is.
SHOCK WIN FOR THE NEW YORK SATURNS UNDER O’DONNELLY’S NEW MANAGEMENT
60
CONOR
“I’m so fucking mad. Because you want Declan to go legitimate, we have to sell our art!” Aela hissed as she prodded her fork in the air at me and then Aidan and then Finn.
Clearly, we three were the bad guys in this scenario.
The thought made me hide a smirk.
“Which art?” Savannah inquired, nosy as ever.
“My secret stash,” Declan said lazily as he stretched, reached out his arm, and hooked it over his bristling wife’s shoulder. “The stolen shit.”
