Forrest regarded us like he was trying to figure out what he was missing, but decided it was better not to ask. Just as well. That was one secret he wasn't going to get from us.
Evidently, he'd turned a blind eye to my activities, but there had to be a limit to what a judge could tolerate, right? If he knew about my disposal techniques, that might be too far over that line.
Since I didn't want to end up in prison, it was better to change the subject.
"So, about Zeus…”
CHAPTER 18
HARLOW
"Do you believe him?" Jules asked, closing the door behind us.
"I don't know what to believe," I admitted. "It sounds plausible, doesn't it?"
"As plausible as anything he's ever said," Jules said darkly.
"So you don't buy it?" I went to turn on the coffee machine. "What about you, Cass?"
Cass moved over to look out the window onto the street below. "I want to believe my father wouldn't lie to me," he said slowly.
"Of course you do." I stepped over to massage his shoulders.
"You want to know what I think?" Boner said.
"No," Jules replied, pulling cups out of the cupboard.
"I think he's legit," Boner said, ignoring Jules. "I think he's a lot like us. He's seen the system let people down, and he's pissed off about it. Instead of bitching and complaining or sulking, he's doing something. What do you suppose him and his so-called associates get up to?"
He leaned his back against the wall beside the window and regarded me and Cass.
"If they're anything like us, all sorts of things they shouldn't be doing," I said with no judgement. I was in no position to point fingers at anyone else.
"Hey Jules, if you ever have dinner with your father, be careful if there's meat on the menu," Boner called out.
Jules flipped him off.
Cass made a disgusted face.
Boner grinned. "Sorry buddy. I found it too hard to resist."
"Try harder." Jules glared at him.
"Fun fact, Jules and I are BFFs now," Boner said.
"We are not BFFs." Jules shook his head and started to hand out cups of coffee as the machine filled them.
"We totally are," Boner whisper-shouted. "Just between us, I think he has a thing for me."
"Archer, do you have any poison?" Jules asked. "I need some of it for Boner."
Boner laughed, "You wouldn't do that to me."
Jules gave him a flat stare like he absolutely would given half a chance.
"No poison," Archer said, glancing up from his phone. "I've been doing a bit of research on the man Forrest thinks is the real Zeus. It's going to take a bit of digging."
"What have you found so far?" I asked.
