“I’m not sure how you’re not tired all the time,” Emma said. “You’ve got to do a lot of thinking in the span of a day.” She kissed Cain and pressed her sex down against her abdomen. “I’m going to have to do my best to make you relax as often as I can.”

“Is there something I can do for you?” Cain ran her hands down her thighs and back up to her hips. “The next few days is all about you and the kids. All the traps I’ve set will either work out or they won’t.”

“The kids get you in the morning, but right now I want you all to myself,” she said, kissing Cain with as much passion as she could manage. “You’re not blowing anything else up tonight, are you?”

“Yes, but I promise no one is going to knock on the door for what I have in mind,” Cain said, putting her hands on her ass. “My aim now is you.”

“Good answer, baby. Show me how good your aim is.”

Chapter Ten

Shelby sat in the diner the next morning and studied the pictures that had been emailed to her the night before. Someone had taken a major shot at Cain’s life last night, and that meant there was some major shit coming their way. They’d watched Cain long enough to know that she’d never take something like this lying down.

They’d staked out a spot for surveillance the night before, but all they saw was Cain and her cousins hanging around the fire pit. For an instant. Before the bright security lights came on. They were so bright it was hard to make out anything. That was something else Cain loved doing—finding clever ways of messing up what the feds were trying to do was a hobby of Cain’s.

“Do they have any idea yet?” Joe asked as he slid into the booth. The temperatures outside were frigid, so they were both in heavy winter gear.

“No, but with any luck she’ll go back to deal with this and we can warm up again. It’s chilly in New Orleans, but nothing like this.” She laid out the pictures showing no spot had been spared. “What do you think this is about?” They were waiting for a call from Annabel, so they’d left Dylan and the guy filling in for Lionel at the farm.

“I’m not sure, and that bugs the hell out of me. We’re always in the dark, but in this case, we haven’t seen anything out of the ordinary in the last few months that would’ve made anyone retaliate against her like this.” He put his hands around the mug the waitress put down. It didn’t feel hot, and the woman was never friendly. “Do they not know how to heat up coffee in this town?”