Page 132 of Filthy Lies


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“Taking her age into account… for the KGB?”

“No, for the United Brotherhood,” I answered him.

“Finn mentioned them.” My brothers were worse than the gossiping witches in the Old Wives’ Club—widows of dead mobsters that congregated for coffee. “I thought they were a bank too.” His brows lifted. “They infiltrated the CIA?”

I thought about my recent experiences with that agency. “You bet they did.”

“This is massive—”

“Tell me about it. Anyway, that’s not why I called. Kuznetsov’s doing us a deal. We help him; he helps bring down the Sparrows.Legitimately.”

“How would he do that?”

“Interpol.”

Eoghan’s eyes widened. “Jesus, when he says legitimately, he means it.”

I nodded. “According to him, he’d start a specialized department there because the leaders are ‘people’ he can trust.” I included the air quotes because the whole thing was ridiculous but, bizarrely, believable.

That was when you knew you were living in a conspiracy,I thought, hiding a wry smile.

“You believe he can do it?”

“In my research on the United Brotherhood, I don’t think it’s outside of the realms of possibility,” Star mused. “They’re much bigger than the Sparrows—”

Disconcerted, I ran a hand over my hair. “Really?”

She shot me a look. “Four times larger.”

“What?!” Eoghan and I yelled at the same time.

“Are you shitting me?” I muttered, quieter now.

“I wish I were.” She grimaced. “I stumbled upon their existence and that led to hunting down Kuznetsov. Every step I took, I realized just how large their operation is.”

I studied her as a thought occurred to me. “Who were Princes Ludwig and Edward and Ke Jintao to your grandfather?”

“His, I guess you’d call them, crew.”

“You’ve been learning how the Irish Mob works. Cute,” I teased.

She smirked. “I pick up shit along the way.”

“If you’re going to start flirting, I’m outta here.”

“Oh, fuck off, Misery.” I flipped Eoghan the bird.

Curiosity still piqued despite his disapproval over our flirting, he inquired, “I read about their deaths… You were the one who killed the princes and that Chinese politician?”

She shrugged.

He arched a brow.

No.

Was he…?

Yes,he was.

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