Page 88 of Hell's Claim

“Didn’t know that.”

“Oh, yeah. Tati had issues with most of them, so kept a beady eye on them. She’d know where Livvy is,” Levi said. He yanked his phone out and dialled.

“Tati? Can you tell me where Carnage’s Livvy is…? Really…? Okay, thanks… no, I’m fine, don’t worry.”

“Seems Livvy runs a flower shop that Tati orders from weekly.”

Sunny felt a sinking feeling. Had he been buying Callie’s flowers from a woman who was trying to sabotage Hellfire?

“Where?” he demanded. Relief hit him when Levi told him, and it was a different one to what Sunny used.

He sat up straight. “Tati always has fresh bunches delivered every Saturday for church. She says we all stink, and something should smell nice in there.”

“So, Livvy could be bugging the flowers each week,” Callie drawled.

“No. Chance’s sweep would find one. He does it just before church,” Sunny refuted his own idea.

“Not if the damn thing isn’t switched on. If it is remote-controlled, Livvy can turn it on as church starts. And it’s always started at six on a Saturday.”

“Sorry, but doesn’t this seem a bit far-fetched for a woman who’s a florist?” Callie asked, and Sunny nodded.

“You’ve got a point, but it all makes sense,” Levi agreed.

“Then let’s head to church and scan for one,” Sunny suggested.

“No offence. You set foot there, Chance won’t be letting you go. I will go and call you with the information,” Levi said.

Sunny hesitated before nodding. “I’ll trust you. In the meantime, I’m going to pay Livvy a visit.”

“Okay, we’ve got a plan.”

“Sure as hell have.”

Callie

There’d been a fight, but Sunny eventually agreed to take me with him. It was doubtful that the shop would be open this late, but we’d discovered Livvy lived above it. As we pulled over and parked, Sunny’s phone rang, and he answered.

Levi spoke, and Sunny said thanks before hanging up.

“A bug was found when Levi scanned church. He’s explaining everything to Chance and Bear right now. Let’s see where Livvy fits into all this.”

We had pieces of the puzzle, and things were becoming clearer, but we didn’t have all the answers. Hopefully, this wicked bitch would fill the gaps. Sunny checked the shop, and it was locked, so we headed down the alley and up a flight of stairs and knocked on the door.

It took a few moments, but a woman opened it, and Sunny shoved in. “Long time no see, Livvy.”

I followed Sunny inside and kicked the door shut.

“Sunny?” Livvy sounded surprised, but also worried.

“Wanna tell me why you’re bugging Hellfire?” Sunny demanded without preamble. Okay, then, we were heading straight for the jugular.

“Because she does what her old man tells her,” a guy said, and there was the sound of a shotgun being primed.

Sunny’s face took on a disbelieving look. “Doesn’t any cunt stay dead?”

“Seems not. Throw your weapon down, Sunny.”

“Fuck you, Carnage. Why don’t you tell me what’s going on?” Sunny hissed.

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