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It took just under an hour to put together a list of everything I could think of. When I passed the phone over to Voodoo, he studied the supplies.

“I’ll have to head into town, probably a couple of them. We might have to make do…”

“If you can only find like blond or white extensions, grab some crazy hair colors. I can dye them if they are real hair. Fake hair won’t hold the color, but it’s still doable.”

He nodded. It took him a minute to send my list to himself before he handed me the phone.

“I’d offer to go with you to look but probably not safe for that yet.”

“Probably not,” he said, with a small smile. “But we’re working on getting you out of here, Firecracker. Right…” He looked to the guys. “I’m going to get these, text me with any additions.”

Then he was gone, and it was just the four of us left. The weight of Bones’ regard settled heavily on me.

“Are you sure this is how you want to do it?” It almost sounded like there was just a hint of concern in his chilly tone.

I shrug and says, “Have a better idea?”

“Not at the moment. Unless it involves leaving you here.” That had come up already. Lunchbox and Alphabet both glared at him, but I shrugged.

“That puts you a man down. You guys already decided that. None of you have been to these parties or dealt with Maurizio before. I have. I also speak the language. Fluently.”

“So you’ve said.” He rubbed his jaw. “The rules still stand. You do what you’re told, stay where you’re told and if we say go or run, you do it, no questions or arguments.”

“Acceptable,” I said, mimicking his tone. “For now.”

Lunchbox turned but not before I caught his smile or Alphabet’s soft huff of laughter. I met Bones’ bland stare with one of my own.

“Well, I guess we’re going to find out then. Ping me when Voodoo is back.”

Relief had me sagging. Up until this moment, I hadn’t been one hundred percent sure we would find a way. But we had and they were willing to do this.

I looked at the remaining pair. “So, what do we do while we wait?”

“Biometrics,” Alphabet said and tapped the sofa next to him. “Come here…”

I’d finished the smoothie and Lunchbox claimed the empty cup from me. “You guys work on that. I’m going to work on food. Then we’ll look at packing everyone for the trip.”

“This is going to work,” I told Alphabet as I sat next to him and he shot me an amused look.

“You know this, because?”

“Because it has to.”

Ithadto.

Chapter

Twenty-Seven

GRACE

“Merci,” I told the attendant as she brought us fresh coffees and a light breakfast. We would be landing soon and they were giving us time to freshen up. I suppose it shouldn’t have surprised me that we were traveling business. I would have thought coach or even premium coach would have been less conspicuous.

Voodoo, however, eyed me when I’d asked after we checked in at the Toronto airport for our flight. “We could make do if we had to, but I’d rather be able to stretch out.”

Well, I couldn’t fault him there. They were all tall men with damn near a foot or more on me. So, yes, the desire to stretch their legs made sense. Also, I would never mind being able to lay my seat down and nap.

For all that I thought I would have trouble sleeping, I’d drifted right off. Voodoo woke me with a brush of his knuckles to my cheek. That gave me a few minutes to use the facilities, check my appearance, and brush my teeth.

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