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Michael’s expression softens. “We’ll handle it the same way you will, T.”

“I really doubt that,” I say, a cold smirk settling on my face.

“Alright,” Michael says, getting to his feet. “I trust Salvador and you should too, considering he’s your dad. But if you’re really intent on going through with this, then I’ll help you. We might not even find anything. He’s a smart man.”

I perk up slightly, rubbing my fingers together. “Okay. So how do we do this? Do I have to steal the laptop and get it here to you? Or-”

“Nope,” Michael replies. “I have access to any e-mails and any files on the devices of any member of our family.”

My jaw falls open. “Isn’t that an invasion of privacy?”

“Michael grins, “A little ironic, don’t you think?”

“You’ve been going through my shit? For how long?”

“Relax. I haven’t ever used it to check through anything private. Some of us have morals. It’s only a precaution. In case any of you is ever kidnapped or goes missing. Going through your phone would give me a clue about where you could be.”

I can’t help but begrudgingly accept that it’s nice to be able to fall back on that if there’s ever any trouble. And I believe him about not going through anything private.

“So now what?” I ask.

He grabs his laptop and opens it. “I’m currently surfing through Salvador’s files. It would be nice if I had keywords to look out for. The program would immediately flag them down. What are we looking for?”

I stand beside him, “Umm.. Mincetti, wife,” I swallow softly before saying my mom’s name. “Annalise.”

Tony doesn’t say a word as he runs it into the program. Unfortunately, nothing pops up. Something hot and fierce slides across my chest.

“Fuck!” I yell, raising my fist,

“If you punch any of the super important devices in this room, I’ll murder you,” Michael says without looking up. I immediately clench my hands together, although they still itch to punch something. “It’s almost like you want him to have done something wrong.”

“I just want answers,” I state.

“So ask him.” I can hear the plea in his voice but I shake my head.

“My dad’s a lawyer. Meaning he’s literally licensed to lie and deflect the truth. He won’t tell me anything not unless I have proof. Or some form of evidence.”

It’s like he always used to tell me. A lie isn’t a lie until the truth is uncovered.

“Okay,” Michael nods. “I guess I can continue searching. I’ll let you know if something comes up.”

“Oh hell no, Mikey,” I state shaking my head. “I’m going to stay right here with you. I’m not going anywhere.”

He frowns at me. “One of these days you’re going to have to ease up on those trust issues, man.”

“Sure,” I nod in agreement. “One of these days.”

I pull out my phone to go through some texts and take care of a few other things. Michael and I fall silent for about thirty minutes. Until he suddenly sits up straight. I get to my feet immediately, walking to his side.

“What? What happened?”

“We got a hit,” he says and I can hear the disbelief in his voice. “Or should I say three.”

I look down at the laptop in his hand and sure enough the words all three keywords I asked Mikey to search for are staring right back at me.

“He literally just got this e-mail,” Michael says before cursing softly under his breath. “I was hoping we wouldn’t find anything.”

“Open it,” I prompt, my voice icy. I feel a little sick but I can’t think about that right now. Michael hesitates. “Open it, Mikey.”

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