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“What happened?” I sit down. Jokes aside, Kenzo wouldn’t call me at this time just to chat.
“Got a hit. Two more bodies were found last night with numbers carved into them.”
“So it wasn’t Kelly.” I sigh. Of course, it couldn’t have been that easy.
“Nope, and whoever it is, they aren’t even trying to keep a low profile anymore. The bodies were found in a dumpster outside a military recruitment center about two hours from here.”
“Crossing state lines like this is going to end up with the feds coming in. Fuck, we don’t need this.”
“Tell me about it. The only thing in our favor right now is that we didn’t report Emma’s death, so there’s no obvious tie unless someone reports her missing and they look at previous employers.”
“Which they will.”
“Which they will, but we have expensive fucking lawyers for this reason. Besides, Emma hasn’t worked at the club for months. A lawyer will point out that while she was here, she was safe and looked after. What she does when she leaves and what risky business she might expose herself to is not our problem.”
I rub my hand over my face. “Somehow, I don’t think things are going to go quite that smoothly.”
“We’ll deal with it. We always do.”
I look out at the cherry blossoms again, wishing I was in bed with my wife.
My wife. Fuck, that will never get old.
“Are you listening to me?”
“Shit, sorry. It’s been a long night.”
“Something to do with why you needed the plane?”
“Yeah.”
“Tracking said you went to Vegas. You check out this Jessica chick’s murder?”
“No, I got married.”
He’s quiet for a second before he bursts out laughing. “Damn, you almost had me there.”
He keeps laughing until he realizes I haven’t said anything.
“Are you serious?”
“You know me to joke?”
“Holy fuck! You’ve been hanging around Atlas for too long. Who’d you marry?”
“Starling.”
“Who the fuck is Starling?”
“The girl that lives with me,” I answer wryly.
“Wait, your son’s girlfriend?” He whistles. “And you don’t think that’s going to cause issues?”
“You seem to think I care. I don’t. Can we get back to the subject of dead bodies?”
“Yeah, I’m pretty sure lack of sleep is making me hear delusions, anyway.”
“Haha, very funny.”