Page 98 of Wicked Shadows
“That’s what I thought. So I have an early wedding present for you.” Silas pulled a business card out of his wallet. “The offshore account the gang used to launder money, courtesy of the CIA for your years of valuable service to your country. You were grievously injured in the line of duty during a join CIA-DEA-ATF-FBI investigation, so you’ve been awarded hazard pay, too.”
Silas handed the card to Elle. “Since Shadow died during the investigation, the funds go to his beneficiary. As of today, that’s you. Don’t spend it all in one place.”
Elle narrowed her eyes at Silas, unsure if he was joking, before inspecting the card. “Holy shit! The motorcycle club made that much money?”
“Yes, and more, but they made it for you when they kidnapped you and killed my friend. Payback is a bitch.”
“Thank you, Silas. I don’t even know what else to say. This is incredible.” Elle showed the card to Devon and turned to him, bouncing in her seat with excitement. “Babe, I have an idea. This is perfect.”
“Let’s hear it. I’m all ears.”
“What if we split this with the other ladies, and we all executive produce the movie on our own? Buying it from the bankruptcy court will cost a lot less than trying to buy it from the studio. The royalties we’ll make on it will pay out for years.”
“That’s a great plan,” Silas interjected. “Except, each of the ladies has their own account. Not as hefty as yours, but enough.”
“Perfect. What do you think, Devon?”
“I’m with you, sugar momma.” He leaned over and kissed her.
“Do you need more executive producers?” Reaper asked and turned to Brianna with a smile.
“You have something in mind, Reap?” Shadow asked.
“Yeah. We’ve all discussed what would happen when we decided we’re coming out of the firefight and into suburban life. I see an excellent opportunity for us to get out of the security field and into the movie industry. If we buy in now, we’ll start on the ground floor with a major A-lister movie for a fraction of the cost.”
“You want to close Steele Security?” Bull asked.
“If all of you are in on this, yes. This can be our new business, and we won’t have to worry about making it home to our wives and kids in one piece,” Reaper replied.
“We’re in,” Rebel replied, hugging Heather to him. “Come on, Bull—you know it’s time to hang up your camouflage hat and ghillie suit.”
Bull turned to Chaise, silently asking her opinion. “Let’s do it, babe. A brand-new adventure for the crew.”
“All right, then. We’re in too,” Bull replied. “Let’s own this bitch and take Hollywood by storm.”
“Silas?” Reaper asked.
“I’ll be a silent partner. You can’t put my name on anything, but I’ll buy in.”
“Look what you did, darlin’,” Shadow teased Elle. “You just got me fired.”
