“Fuck off,” I retorted.
“See?”
I pulled up my email and frowned. “See what, weirdo?”
“Oh my god, you’re a lost cause.”
I focused on her again. “You’re probably right. But for now, I have to find out how we’re going to make up Cliff’s funding because I will never take another dime from him. Not that he’s offering.”
She sighed as she stood. “Fine. Be oblivious. But mark my words, woman, that man wants you. And I need to meet him A.S.A.P.”
I waved my hands, shooing her out the door. “Whatever.”
Bellamy walked out and I set about trying to find some hidden money.
* * *
Jekyll
Ipulled up to thecabin, backed into my spot, then headed inside. I walked into the kitchen for a beer where I found Scrappy already halfway into a bottle. “You find anything?”
Scrappy pointed to the paperwork on the metal island. “I found what I could. Rabbit was able to get more.”
“Jesus, he’s quick,” I remarked, shuffling through the stack.
“No doubt.”
I read one particularly revealing piece of information. “This guy’s a real piece of shit.”
“Seems like it,” Scrappy agreed.
“Feel like teaching him a lesson?”
He grinned slowly. “Fuck yeah.”
“We’ll ride at ten.”
“I’ll be ready.”
I nodded, grabbed a beer, and took the stack of paperwork to my room.
