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“I called them,” Dad says. “I need you to do a job before you run off to find Poppy.”
“Poppy left?” Alfie asks.
“Yep,” Dad answers for me. “In the middle of the night,” he adds with a smirk.
“You need some insights on how to keep a woman satisfied, cousin?” Alfie asks.
“Fuck off,” I grunt at him before turning to my father. “What do you need me to do?”
“There’s a problem at one of the packing locations. Someone is skimming, and you three are going to go and find out who it is,” Dad explains.
“There’s four of us?” I remind him.
“Elias isn’t going. I’ve got something else I need him to do.”
“What d’you need?” Elias quirks a curious brow.
“I need you to go and rein in your father.”
“What’s he doing now?”
“Encouraging my wife to go on a blood bender. They’ve cooked up some shit-ass plan to round up every hematologic-oncologist in the country and threaten them until they find a cure for Imogen.”
“That’s not a horrible idea,” I say.
“It’s not the way we’re handling this. We try to do it like civilized people first. Then, if that doesn’t work, we go to more extreme measures.”
“Okay,civilized. Got it.” Elias nods his head. “What does that look like exactly?”
“Whatever you think is a good idea, don’t do that,” Dad grumbles. “Just go and find your father and figure out how to get him away from my wife. Those two together is a bad idea right now.”
I chuckle. My mother and Tío E are deadly on their own. Get them working together on any project, and they’re likely to start World War III.
Standing, I pick up my keys. “I’m driving.”
“Sure. I didn’t want to live past today anyway,” CJ retorts as he and Alfie follow me out of the room.
“She really left?” Alfie asks once we’re in the car.
“Yep.”
“What’d you do? I thought she was a keeper for sure,” CJ chimes in.
“She is a keeper,” I groan. Otherwise I wouldn’t have brought her to fucking Vegas to meet my family.
“So, you gonna go after her?” Alfie questions.
“No.” I shake my head. My fingers grip the steering wheel a little tighter. I don’t want to be having this conversation.
“Why the fuck not? You just said she was a keeper?” He eyes me like I’ve lost my damn mind.
“She doesn’t want to be kept.” I shrug. “If she did, she wouldn’t have left.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
The alarm sounds out, and my hand swipes to the side to slap at my phone. I don’t know why I bother setting it. I haven’t needed it because I’ve barely slept at all in the last four days. That’s how long ago I left Vegas, how long it’s been since I’ve spoken to Sammie.
After the way he so persistently pursued me, I kind of expected to hear from him when he woke up and discovered I’dleft. It’s for the best that he hasn’t tried to make contact, but I won’t lie. I’m a little disappointed he’s made walking away so damn easy.
