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“Yeah,” I said. “Ain’t that always the way it is?”
I let my mind spin for a few minutes.
“What other connections are there?” I asked him.
“Okay, so Emily— Midori— has two siblings. You already know that much. Her father is dead, shot by his wife, like the sister said. No blood connection to William Sampson that I could see.”
“If I’m seein’ this right,” I said as I ran my fingers over my beard, “they plan to pin everything on the mother. It’s like an easy out for them. All they have to do is sit back a little while and make sure nothing pops up about the two that came down here and then it’s all taken care of.”
“Right,” Cable said in a way of letting me know he was following along. “But then what are they going to do with the mother?”
“They’d want to keep her quiet.”
And we both knew the best way to do that.
“You’re forgetting the two loose ends,” he said giving me a raised brow.
“You think they’ll come for the sisters?”
He shot me a look that told me I was dumb for even asking that question.
If they had a dark enough secret, they’d do anything to make sure it stayed hidden.
“What if we’re wrong, though? What if they are just God lovin’ people that like to go to church and pray and shit? And if we go down there, we could stir up shit even worse, all for no reason.” I had to look at it from every angle, even if my brain was telling me that something was going on.
“I guess it depends on how bad shit could get for us and Petra if anyone did come looking.”
“Keep lookin’. I’m going to figure out a plan. I don’t want to wait if we decide to go in.”
“You got it, Prez,” he said turning his attention back to his computer.
Mason was with his son. And since he actually got some time with the boy, I wasn’t going to bother him with this yet.
I was on my way to the main part of the clubhouse when my phone rang.
“Yeah,” I answered seeing it was Connor calling.
“Need to meet. I have some shite to take care of near our bar. I’ll be there in twenty, does that work for ye?”
“That works,” I told him as I opened the front door and stepped inside. “See you then.”
I hung up and looked around to see who wasn’t doing anything.
I jerked my chin at B-ry and Blade, both of them sitting on the couch watching TV.
“Meeting Connor in twenty. Both of you are with me,” I told them before I headed back to the kitchen.
I heard them coming right behind me.
“What’s going on?” B-ry asked.
“Hey, Abigail,” I greeted as I walked over to the coffee pot. Grabbing a clean mug, I poured myself a cup.
“Hello, Iron,” she greeted back with a small smile. “How is your day going?”
“Could be better,” I answered but my face held a smile. “What are you makin’ for dinner?”
“Pork chops, roasted potatoes, and some kind of green. I haven’t figured that out yet.” She gave a little shrug knowing that the brothers never cared about what healthy side she made, they would eat just enough of it so Cami and Abigail wouldn’t bust their balls.
