Bryce

After I’d called to say good night to my mother and Henry, Joe and I sat in the guesthouse office, the manila files I’d found in my father’s cabin on the desk in front of me. We could finally talk. Ruby had gone over the house and hadn’t found evidence of any auditory surveillance. She made no guarantees until she had the proper tools, but she was pretty confident.

“I’m afraid to look,” I said.

“I hear you.” He grabbed a folder. “But we have to.”

I opened the file in front of me. Nothing to get excited about. It was the deed to the cabin. Odd, though. It wasn’t in my father’s name. Some company called Tamajor Corporation owned it. Another corporation? The Future Lawmakers had put together a dummy corporation called the Fleming Corporation, which held their assets, including the safe houses.

“Check this out.” I handed the deed to Joe.

He lifted his brow as he perused the document. “Hmm. Doesn’t ring a bell?”

“Nope.”

“Isn’t Tamajor a village or something in Nepal?”

“I have no clue. How would you even know that?”

“Read it somewhere.”

“You’re saying some Nepali corporation owns my dad’s cabin?”

“I’m not saying anything. God only knows what Tamajor Corporation is. Keep digging. The property could have been transferred again.”

I nodded and went through the rest of the file. Mostly sales invoices and receipts for various stuff, including firearms. I’d have to check them against the guns I’d found. The invoices were all in my father’s name.

Next I found the police reports on my mother’s stolen jewelry. Why he’d kept them, I had no idea. He’d stolen the shit himself.

I slammed the folder down on the desk. “I’m so fucking sick of this shit!”

Joe laughed. Actually laughed. “You think you could possibly be sicker of it than I am? And now my mother.”

“They won’t hurt her. They want something from us, and she’s their leverage.”

“I know,” he said.

“But you’re still worried. I get it. I am too.” I sighed and looked to the ceiling.

The smoke alarm flashed a blue light at me in a hypnotizing rhythm.

I’m watching you. I’m watching you.

No way. I was making things up, letting the little imp in my mind go wild.

Ruby had swept the place.

But Ruby had swept for auditory devices…

“Joe,” I said softly. “Let’s go outside.”

He raised one eyebrow and nodded. We walked out of the office, through the house, and onto the deck.

“What is it?”

“I have a weird feeling that I’m being watched.”

“You’re spooked from the calls.”

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