Page 25 of Worth the Heat
Speaking of texts, the sibling group text has been overly active today. Honestly, all the group texts revolving around my family have been busier than normal, and usually the chat with the girls is complete bedlam. Today, however, my brothers are out for blood.
Alex: I’ve got a buddy who is Denver PD, and he’s staking out Rick’s apartment.
Dominic: Hypothetically speaking, how easy is it to dispose of something that weighs around two hundred pounds?
Leo: Depends on a variety of factors.
Arianna: Didn’t someone threaten to drop my ex in a lake in the mountains?
Alex: Your husband did, and he roped me into it as an accessory.
Luca: How is no one asking Leo for more information? We need to know what Leo knows, and if he’s used any of this knowledge before.
Gianna: How am I the only one who thinks this entire conversation shouldn’t be in text form? Paper trails, people!
Dominic: She’s right. At this point, we’re all fucked. Leo, whatcha got?
Leo: Does the person really weigh exactly two hundred?
Leo: Body weight on land is higher than in water.
Leo: Body fat percentage?
Leo: What object is being used to weigh the body down?
Leo: Some items are denser under water, so different items may “weigh” the same, but weigh a body down differently.
Leo: Are we dumping the body — I mean, the object — in a landfill? Underground? In water?
Leo: Ocean or freshwater?
Alex: …
Dominic: Jesus Christ.
Luca: I fucking LOVE this family.
Gianna: Travis is going to enjoy the play-by-play of this chat when he gets home from work.
Arianna: You can’t tell him! Isn’t that like some kind of cardinal rule, like Fight Club?
Luca: First rule of Siblings for Hire Club: don’t tell your spouses.
Luca: Second rule of Siblings for Hire Club: come up with a better name for the club.
Alex: Bad Boyfriends Club.
Alex: Taking out the Trash.
Dominic: Boyfriend Butchering.
Gianna: Can we not name this never-gonna-happen club, please?
Luca: Ho-ho-homicide House.
Dominic: The Slaughter Saloon.
Arianna: Guys.
