That was when you knew you were living in a conspiracy,I thought, hiding a wry smile.
“You believe he can do it?”
“In my research on the United Brotherhood, I don’t think it’s outside of the realms of possibility,” Star mused. “They’re much bigger than the Sparrows—”
Disconcerted, I ran a hand over my hair. “Really?”
She shot me a look. “Four times larger.”
“What?!” Eoghan and I yelled at the same time.
“Are you shitting me?” I muttered, quieter now.
“I wish I were.” She grimaced. “I stumbled upon their existence and that led to hunting down Kuznetsov. Every step I took, I realized just how large their operation is.”
I studied her as a thought occurred to me. “Who were Princes Ludwig and Edward and Ke Jintao to your grandfather?”
“His, I guess you’d call them, crew.”
“You’ve been learning how the Irish Mob works. Cute,” I teased.
She smirked. “I pick up shit along the way.”
“If you’re going to start flirting, I’m outta here.”
“Oh, fuck off, Misery.” I flipped Eoghan the bird.
Curiosity still piqued despite his disapproval over our flirting, he inquired, “I read about their deaths… You were the one who killed the princes and that Chinese politician?”
She shrugged.
He arched a brow.
No.
Was he…?
Yes,he was.
Eoghan was impressed.
Studying that raised eyebrow, I tried not to get excited about the two of them playing nice and maybe becoming friends one day.
Instead of being hella obvious, I prompted him, “Tell Star what you told me when I mentioned Kuznetsov’s name on the ride to the airport.”
“About the car crash?”
Star glanced at me. Nodding at her, I prompted Eoghan with a, “Yeah.”
Cell in his hand, Eoghan headed into the kitchen. The sound of the fridge door opening and closing rustled in the background, and it was followed by the popping of a can. After he took a sip of what appeared to be an energy drink, he stated, “Why?”
Dickwad.
Friendly. As. A. Cougar.
And Riggs saidIused to act like a robot.
“Because he has a price.”