Yup. All right in the world.
Chapter Twenty-nine
Bo sat in the living room, wearing blue jeans and no shirt, laptop on his lap. “I wanted to show you this last night, but we got… um… distracted.”
Lucky dropped down to stare at the screen—a hard thing to do with his lover’s bare chest competing for his attention.
Holy crap. Bank records. Carefully planned deposits under one company name, all large but under ten grand so as not to draw too much attention or trigger an inquiry from the Internal Revenue Service.
Lucky checked out the entity. A front. The company’s webpage showed buyer-guy’s picture from the warehouse and little else.
“Curtis Allison, or one of his many aliases,” Bo said. “The guy I was assigned to.”
And the scum never realized where Bo’s true loyalties lay. But then again, Bo excelled at undercover work. “They catch him?”
“Not yet, but he’s joined the DEA’s most wanted list. Only a matter of time, especially since we’ve got a recorded admission to having your brother killed, and I saw him shoot the supplier.”
Hmm… Maybe a friendly note to Lucky’s guardian devils might be in order.
Bo slid a finger over the touch-screen, scrolling down to more bank records. “See these deposits?”
Lucky studied the amounts, the dates, the… “Well, I’ll be damned.”
“Not if I can help it.” Bo kissed his nose. “Bristol used his bank job to arrange these payments, laundering money for Allison and others in the organization.” He called up Bristol’s personal account information. “The payments spiked here. He got greedy and tried to extort money from people he shouldn’t have messed with.”
“And they killed him.”
Bo nodded. “I’m sorry. If I’d been in place in time…”
“Wasn’t your fault.”
“Still, he was as good as my brother-in-law.” Bo took Lucky’s hand.
Brother-in-law meant marriage. Now might not be the best time, but… “Bo, I…”
The doorbell rang. Damn it!
Bo closed his laptop. “I do believe my sister-in-law and nephews are here.”
Five minutes too soon.
***
Lucky sat next to Bo at a round corner booth, with Charlotte beside him and the two boys next to Bo. Man, they’d grown up. They were still a bit gawky, and Ty carried some extra weight around his middle, but he’d burn the excess off with his next growth spurt.
Both boys piled their plates high with pizza from the buffet. So far, Bo hadn’t said anything about Lucky’s four slices of meat lover’s. But he’d better watch out or he’d put on a few pounds before the doctor cleared him for intense workouts.
Ty stuck to the veggie and cheese pizzas and sat really close to Bo.
Served Lucky right for not being there. Now the kid sucked up any male attention.
But wait. Did they have their phones out?
Heh. Opportunities like this didn’t come along every day. “Um… Bo, don’t you always tell me it’s rude to have your phone out at the table?”
“What?” Bo paused with a pizza slice halfway to his mouth, a lovely flush filling his cheeks. “Oh, yeah. Sorry. I was just showing Ty something.”
Ty slipped his phone beneath the table and traded guilty looks with Bo.
