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The unintended result was that he amplified his poor background.

I mulled over that dichotomy while the rest of the table pondered the printouts that Aidan had created somewhere between his meeting with Luc and now.

As always, the histrionics of a Summit bored me.

If I enjoyed drama, I’d find a matinee on Broadway to while away my afternoon. Not hang out with these assholes.

When my cell buzzed, Rory glowered at me for daring not to silence it, but I flicked her a glance then rolled my eyes—she was lucky I didn’t stick my tongue out.

Turning over my screen, I saw Star had messaged.

Star: Thank you for the heads-up on that info. Not. You jackass. Couldn’t you have sent that to me before?

Me: Didn’t have it.

Me: Aurora.

Figured that was explanation enough.

Star: See, this is why I like you and not your pain-in-my-ass siblings

Star: She drives me crazy

Me: You been fact-checking?

Star: I can see Hunter’s handiwork written all over it. I figured we were back to a working relationship. Why is he avoiding me?

Me: You ARE the reason he had to camp in his living room for months on end while Dead To Me took potshots at his ass.

Star: *sniffs*

Star: Can’t believe he’s still whining about that

Me: Aurora probably delayed giving you the info on purpose. Better that than her putting a kill order on you and Taube.

Star: Where did he find the info?

Me: You’re asking the wrong person

Star: Fine. I’ll nudge him. See if this punishment has scabbed over his anger at me

Me: Figured you’d have been looking into the Albanians’ client list without his help

Star: You figured right, but Hunter hit the mother lode where I barely found anything

Me: Meaning?

Star: Sourced enough to think you’re right

Me: Is it bad that I was hoping you’d say otherwise?

Star: Nah. This is a headache waiting to happen. Here I am, taking down those New World Sparrows cunts, and another group of motherfuckers pops up to play

Star: Honestly? I almost cried after our convo. Conor wasn’t happy when he realized I’d been talking to you

Me: Hey! Not my fault

Star: Bitch bitch bitch