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Chapters (29)
  1. Sebring
  2. Prologue
  3. Chapter One
  4. Chapter Two
  5. Chapter Three
  6. Chapter Four
  7. Chapter Five
  8. Chapter Six
  9. Chapter Seven
  10. Chapter Eight
  11. Chapter Nine
  12. Chapter Ten
  13. Chapter Eleven
  14. Chapter Twelve
  15. Chapter Thirteen
  16. Chapter Fourteen
  17. Chapter Fifteen
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Chapter Twenty-One
  24. Chapter Twenty-Two
  25. Chapter Twenty-Three
  26. Chapter Twenty-Four
  27. Chapter Twenty-Five
  28. Epilogue
  29. About the Author

“Gill hasn’t found David. This is frustrating. With all that’s happening here, we need him so I called him home. I’ve contracted with Raid Miller to find him. You’ll deal with cash for Raid. I already gave him half, but you know the drill. He’ll want the other half on delivery. You know his fees. Raid doesn’t fuck around so we’ll have David soon. Arrange for the cash to be in my safe as soon as possible. As he works this, I’ll communicate with Miller.”

“I always work with Raid.”

She again gave me her eyes. “This time, I’m working with him. Now, Dad and I discussed it and we want you full-time doing David’s job. I’ll deal with some of the stuff you do. Tommy’s going to take over the boys.”

I stared at her, wanting to believe this was a boon, considering David’s job was entirely legitimate. That was, it was legitimate outside me using some things to launder money, none of which David was “officially” in the know about so he could “officially” deny it and keep our money safe should something happen to any of us. This was in order for us to have that money when we got out of whatever jam we found ourselves in or to use it to fight our way out of that jam.

This now was a joke considering David stole a great deal of it, but it was supposed to be a financial safeguard should we need someone to cover our assets, as it were.

His job wasn’t exactly exciting but there was much to say about the fact that doing it couldn’t land me in prison.

Not to mention, I hated my job and not only because it could land me in prison.

I also hated the warehouse.

David’s small but swank office in DTC, his assistant and his part-time bookkeeper were tons better than the warehouse.

But there were a lot of changes happening with little to no discussion. Dad was not in the know about some of them which made me extremely uneasy. And Georgia could get in her head, get focused and be abrupt or vague because of it. But her manner now was demanding and dismissive, the former she could be, of a sort. The latter, rarely.

And last, I took care of the boys and my doing it was the only reason they’d stuck by us so long. I never discussed Tommy with them but I had concerns about them respecting him enough to take orders from him. But at the very least, there should be a transition so I could build that if it wasn’t there.