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Twitch shrugged. “I don’t know. I’m just the messenger.”
“Twitch?” Hawk asked. “Did Tish say or refer to anything else, like maybewhyIzzy ran away?”
“Not really.” Twitch frowned and studied his phone again. “Tish believes Izzy stole something from her stepfather that he wants back. But Izzy has never confirmed that.”
“Thor?” Cali asked from his corner. “May I look at your laptop?”
Thor handed it to him and said, “Sure.”
Cali placed the laptop on top of a filing cabinet against the wall and began typing.
“Where is Izzy now?” Eagle asked from his Sergeant-at-Arms seat across from Hawk.
“Outside,” Hawk said. “I didn’t want to bring her in without a vote.”
Acid picked up the gavel. “All in favor of bringing Izzy inside the Powder House and offering her protection?”
Everyone in the room said, “Aye.”
Acid dropped the gavel and said, “Motion passed.” Then he used the gavel to point to Drac and Volt. “Bring Izzy to the kitchen. I think Twitch’s sweet butts are making breakfast.”
“Pancake and eggs,” Twitch said with a huge smile. “With lots and lots of bacon.”
Hawk’s stomach rumbled. He’d not eaten anything. Now that the adrenaline was wearing off, he was definitely ready to devour some eggs and pancakes.
Drac and Volt left the room. Acid paced in front of the table.
“I know what you’re thinking,” Hawk said. “And we’re not doing it.”
“Not doing what?” Thor stumped out his cigarette and lit up another.
“We’re not trading Izzy for the bounty.”
Cheery’s eyes widened. “I never even thought of that.”
Eagle snorted. “Of course we’re trading her for the bounty. As soon as possible.”
Hawk met Acid’s narrow gaze and understood the president was on board with returning Izzy to her asshole father. “No.”
“Excuse me?” Eagle fixed his glare on Hawk. “This is not your decision. And stop making decisions with your dick. It doesn’t have a great track record.”
He pressed his palms onto the table and kept his voice level even though he wanted to rip off Eagle’s head. “Think about it. Why would Ian O’Cleary pay so much money for his stepdaughter’s return? He doesn’t love her.”
“Because she stole something of his,” Cali said from his position near the filing cabinet. “And he wants it back.”
“Yes,” Hawk said harshly. “My guess is that something is worth a hell of a lot more than fifty grand.”
“Holy shit.” Cali brought the laptop to the table and spun it around so everyone could see the screen. “I think she stole a ring. I saw her wearing it this morning.”
“What kind of ring is worth fifty grand?” Thor asked.
“An Irish Claddagh ring,” Cali said.
Hawk pulled the laptop closer to see the screen and read the article aloud. “The original Fáinne Chladaigh ring, the most recognizable symbol of Irish heritage, has been missing since the beginning of the eighteenth century. Its historical and cultural significance, combined with its potential monetary value on the black market, makes it one of the most valuable pieces of jewelry in the world. The Irish government has deemed the ring to be priceless, and premier auction houses have speculated it could bring in more than twenty million dollars. It was last seen in Galway, in 1700, and has been tracked throughout the world, although it has yet to be found.”
Hawk looked at Acid. “I saw her wearing it as well.”
“That has to be what she stole,” Eagle said.
