Page 64 of The Defiant Curse

“We had some things go wonky here at the castle. We’ll explain tomorrow. For now, let's just put that on the back burner. Elizabeth needs some cheering up.”

Well, if that’s what they wanted. It was weird that he wouldn’t just tell them.

Still, they got it.

“Off to shag the man?” Finn asked.

Graham snorted.

“I mean, that’s my daily goal, a few times a day. You should have the same one. If you don’t…”

Because she loved tormenting her husband, Gabby actually giggled.

“Yeah, he really should.”

Finn protested.

“Some of us have to work,” he said. “And I don’t mean spooking the goats is an actual job. One of the four of us has to clock in to our boss.”

Yeah, well, Graham knew that he had the cushiest job, but that wasn’t his fault now, was it?

He got lucky after living through seven years of actual Hell on Earth. The next fifty were his reward for surviving it. That’s what he told himself.

He worked for the best employers in the world, and he and his husband had a castle. When they had to host functions and work non-stop, Finn wouldn’t be saying shit, now would he be? Their days of work were coming.

“Keep that in mind when I’m asking your lass to help entertain here at the castle when it opens for business,” he stated, busting his ass.

Like that would bother him?

Seriously?

It wouldn’t.

In Finn’s world, if it kept his wife busy, that was for the best. He didn’t doubt that if she was left to her own devices and bored, she would hack something.

Or fall neck deep into trouble.

That was the last thing he needed as the Polis. As long as she stayed out of trouble, he didn’t need to know what she was doing.

Once she crossed a line...

He was a freaking investigator for the polis, after all, and his boss would NOT be amused.

“If you think I don’t want to host the Halloween murder mysteries at the castle, you’re out of your mind.”

Finn paused.

“Nope. I’m not asking questions. It’s best I play dumb,” he admitted, laughing.

Well, that said it all.

“See you in the morning at the café,” Graham said. “Remember, Elizabeth who?”

Oh, they got it.

Before anyone could say anything, he hung up so they could wrap up their calls.

He had another mission.