“What do we have?”
Now, Gene laughed because there was a whole lot of reverse Uno going on today, and there was no doubt who taught the kids how to do that.
HER.
“Oh, he learned how to blackmail a Fed pretty damn fast,” he admitted. “That’s impressive. Normally, you need a good year working this job.”
When Koda heard his voice, he went further, really doing her dirty.
“Is that Gene? Let me talk to him,” he said, smiling sweetly at his mother,
Oh, she knew what he was saying.
The wedding cat was still in the bag.
FOR.
NOW.
She stopped that shit then and there.
“If I wasn’t impressed, I’d be hella pissed, son. Trust and believe, your antics will be handled when I’m in less of a situation. I hope that Marine ass of yours can handle a ten-mile run—with me chasing you.”
He laughed.
How could he not?
“You’re not mad. Just tell me what you have.”
She turned her phone, showing him, despite the two detectives staring at her like she was a lunatic for letting one of her children, granted an adult one, see a crime scene.
Clearly, she was.
She was being held hostage by a child. If this got out, it wouldn’t be long before EJ and CJ tried that shit.
Or Charlie.
And her daughter was the most maniacal of the three, so she’d absolutely pull it off.
“Holy shit,” he said. “Do you have skulls with eyeballs sitting in the sockets? Are they mismatched?”
“Yep,” she admitted.
“And you left me at home?”
Elizabeth had to get to work.
“Son, look up collector, and do research on it. Tomorrow, you’re going to tell meallllllllllllllabout it.”
He laughed.
Why?
That was her way of telling him that if he wanted in, he’d better bring his‘A’game when it came to the research.
“Okay, Momma. I love you. See you tomorrow. Be safe. Don’t let Tony have too much fun.”
The man in question sighed.
