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Me: Interpol’s fine with sex slaves suffering while their agents dick around looking for evidence?
Goldstein: I don’t dick around. Shit like this is sensitive. It takes fucking time.
Me: She might not have had time, goddammit. I’m not going to argue with you. I wasn’t the only one who okayed the hit. I’ll assume you think it’s easier to get in my face than the Five Points’?
Me: I hate to tell you this but they’ll just kill you. I’ll bite your face off.
Goldstein: You’re a cannibal?!
Ah, my reputation had spread farther than anticipated. Ididenjoy scaring grown men.
Lips twitching, I tapped out:
Me: I don’t particularly appreciate seared ‘Goldstein face’ for my supper, but I’m handy with a knife and I know a dog who’d appreciate those sweet cheeks of yours.
Me: Back the fuck off and if you’ve got any complaints (I’d recommend that you don’t btw) then take them to Conor. He’s your liaison, isn’t he?
Goldstein: This is a career killer. He promised me a fucking promotion out of this.
Me: I don’t think he’s the kind of guy who doesn’t follow through with his promises if that’s any consolation.
Goldstein: I got a US senator killed so I’m game for conspiracy… That’ll help me get to sleep without Lorazepam.
Me: I like chamomile. Very soothing. Try it with Manuka honey.
Unsurprisingly, he didn’t reply to that. Chuckling around another yawn, I turned off the lights and did something foolish.
I sent Creed McCabe a text.
Me: You probably don’t remember me, Creed, but I’m Ollie’s sister. Cin? The chick you fucked in Ghurmach. Nili. Oh, and Chora…
Me: Just wanted to give you a heads-up. My cousin Temper is going to be in town this weekend. If I were you, I’d stay in the sandbox until she stops trying to date you. If you think I’m bad, she’s worse.
Because a strange sensation settled in my stomach, something that seemed, oddly enough, to be nerves, I put the phone on the nightstand and forced myself to rest my eyes.
I didn’t think about Creed on the football field after he and the school team won the state championship.
Nor did I think about the time I’d seen him climbing out of our pool after Ollie had dragged off his shorts in a prank that had gone very, very right.
Nope, Creed was just someone I wanted to spare from my horrendous cousin.
Just because I was a hitman didn’t mean I couldn’t be a good Samaritan too.
39
TEXT CHAT
Brennan:You still alive?
Conor:I can feel how much you care all the way from across the ocean.
Brennan:You were supposed to check in with us.
Brennan:You didn’t.
Brennan:Remind me to smack you for that when you’re back.
Conor:Why the hell would I remind you to smack me?
