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When I looked back toward the group, it was to find Aodhan’s large body standing in front of Kobe, who was looking at the two of us, seemingly utterly bored.
“I swear I’ll conduct myself better next time,” she whirled on me, her finger in my face now. “There better not be a next time!”
I bit my lip and wisely didn’t say anything to her.
Only when we were inside, Morr once again fully dressed, did JP get her hug.
They sat together on the couch while Morr chattered along, asking about the circus and how the last year had been. Meanwhile, Aodhan asked us about the investigation and if anything had changed since a few days ago when they last talked.
“Other than Natalie Dean requesting a lawyer and clamming up, nothing,” I said. “Though, online activity on Lisbeth and Farrell,” I paused when I heard Morrigan spit a curse between words with my daughter, letting me know that she was semi-listening to the conversation, “has definitely taken a hike. Farrell is trying to cover his ass, making sure to delete accounts that he used to get through the dark web to get to that particular site that he made the deal on. All of this is being noted by the FBI, though. From what I was able to tell, they’ve already started monitoring all of his accounts and internet activity. He’ll slip up, and they’ll be caught eventually, too.”
“How was that approved?” Aodhan asked.
“Something I’d like to know, too,” Wake, the unofficial official president of Gator Bait MC, said from the front door.
His wife, Dutch, followed in his wake.
She headed straight toward me with a smile on her face.
I hadn’t had this many hugs since I’d left. It felt really weird.
Kobe got up from his spot on the armchair across from me and headed to straddle the arm of my chair. I took a seat and pressed my body against Kobe’s.
The movement didn’t go unnoticed by anyone in the room.
I knew I’d have some explaining to do later, but chose to continue the story.
“Sheriff Summers was able to get through to an old contact of his that’s in the same area as Lisbeth and Farrell. With all the evidence I was able to feed them, though all unofficial, they were able to find a bit of evidence that they could use to allow a judge to give them monitoring approval to find more,” I explained. “From here, it’s just wait and see until they fuck up the game.”
Wake took Kobe’s vacated chair just as Aodhan’s son, Bowie, came barreling through the door with a soccer ball bouncing on his foot.
“Oh, shit. Sorry,” he said when he saw the entire room full of people. “I guess that bus out there should’ve been a dead giveaway that someone was here.”
I grinned.
During the year that I was gone, Bowie’s voice had changed. He was now speaking so deeply that I knew he was likely going through puberty.
It was the cutest thing ever.
“Bowie.” Morr smiled. “Would you mind taking JP upstairs and showing her your Oculus?”
Bowie nodded his head, once again taking everyone in, then settled his eyes on me.
His eyes widened as he made the connection, and he waved with a blush. “Aunt Folsom. Hi. Missed you.”
I beamed at the kid. “Hello, kiddo.”
JP ran up the stairs as if she hadn’t been gone for the last year. Bowie followed her.
I was ready to continue the adult conversation, but before I could, I had Morrigan pulling me out of my chair and dragging me toward the kitchen.
“That man is the scariest person I’ve ever seen,” Dutch looked at me with alarm. “How can you just sit there and casually lean against him as if he’s not scary or intimidating?”
I blinked. “What?”
I was thoroughly confused on who she was talking about. Sure, Aodhan and Wake were “scary,” but she wouldn’t be talking about her own husband like that. Right?
“Kobe,” Dutch whispered, her eyes going to the living room, where the three men continued to talk. She shivered. “He’s so scary and hard to read. I’m a psychologist. I talk to thousands of people a year, and usually, I can glean something off of a person. But Kobe is like a completely blank canvas.”
