Page 114 of Tell Me All Your Lies
“I would have to agree with that.”
“So wouldn’t someone like that write down where the meeting is taking place so they wouldn’t forget? I mean, he probably doesn’t think anyone would break into his house to get this kind of intel.”
Grant uncrosses his arms and studies me.
“You’re right.”
“So maybe we need to do a little break-in? Find out if he has written down the date, time, and location.”
“It’s too much,” Grant counters.
“It’s not. We need these details.”
“I might get them from Taby after I win tomorrow night.”
“You won’t.”
“Why do you say that?”
“It’s too soon to bring you in like this. Isn’t it?”
Grant turns away, putting his back to me as he examines the board.
“You know I’m right.”
“Saturday. I’ll ask Brad and Fred to come over for drinks, and you can go in there. At least that way, we know he’s definitely not home.”
I wrap my arms around Grant’s waist from behind and rest my head on his back.
“It’ll work.”
“I know you’re right. Doesn’t mean I have to like it.”
I take a deep breath and rest my eyes.
“I have to win tomorrow night.”
“You do.”
“Taby or her goons might kill me if I don’t.”
“But you will.”
“Taby needs those diamonds, and I’m going to make it happen. When I hand them over, she’ll have to tell me why. I’ll make her.”
I chuckle.
“You are mister charming.”
“As long as you’re my lucky charm, I have no worries about that.”
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Grant
“This is Grant,”I say, answering my cell phone.
“Look what that cat dragged in.”
