Just Good Friends (Cheap Thrills #5) - Mary B. Moore Page 0,84
remember?”
Leaning my back against the raised bed and giving it all of my weight, I breathed a sigh of relief. “I thought maybe I’d gotten drunk and hurt myself, but I remember now being out at the house to show Tamsin. She didn’t kill me for ordering the kit without her, by the way, because she’s perfect for me,” I smiled smugly at them, knowing full well that’s what they’d placed bets on happening.
“Well shit, Logan fucking won,” Raoul groused. “Rose would’ve killed me if I’d done that.”
“Tabby would’ve, too,” DB agreed, narrowing his eyes at Tamsin. “What kind of mutant are you?”
“An awesome one,” she smiled smugly.
“Anyway, I’d just asked her to marry me—she said yes even though I don’t have a ring yet. Oh, and she said it in the ambulance. There was a bang, pain and Clyde went running into the trees. I remember you guys arriving, but I’m not getting much after that because I was so focused on keeping Tamsin safe.”
Nodding, DB rubbed his jaw. “Cevdet Gjorka was spotted by Hurst in town about an hour before all of this went down. He pulled over to the side of the road and called us but lost where the asshole went. We told him to stand down, but then he put two and two together and decided to do a little hunting.
“Just as I was hanging up to call you, I got notified that the FBI and CIA were now involved in Gjorka’s case, and he has a whole list of shit they want to talk to him about,” he snickered, shaking his head. “What a dumb fuck. They also froze his accounts and assets, leaving him with just the clothes on his back and the money in his pocket. His associates did what good little rats do and ran when for safety when they heard about his situation. They don’t want the eyes of the Feds on them for any reason, and they also like getting paid for the job they’re doing.”
Holding a hand up, Tamsin said, “I thought he just did that hedge fund thingy.”
“Oh, he does,” DB nodded, “but not for ethical reasons. He’s importing illegal weapons into the US and funding it with the money from the hedge fund, as well as paying gangs to sell them for him. The DEA and Homeland Security will also be involved in discussions with him after they found out exactly how far his web was woven.”
This was too much for my brain right now.
“So, basically, he’s a bad guy?” Tamsin drawled, and I wanted to kiss her with gratitude for being the one to say it.
“He’s up shit creek,” DB agreed. “He’s involved in so much that everyone wants a word with him, including the British intelligence service.”
“Damn,” I whistled. “Why was he so set on Tamsin?”
“He genuinely loved his daughter,” DB shrugged. “Rather than accept he held any responsibility for her death, he deflected the blame onto everyone he could. Your parents haven’t had an easy time of it, but he seemed more set on an eye-for-an-eye by targeting you.”
Tamsin looked relieved by the news, but she also looked saddened by it. “Are my parents okay?”
A wicked grin appeared on DB’s face as he winked at me. “You’ll get to ask them yourself soon because they’re on their way here to see you. There’s a Jawesomesauce Crusaders not far from here that Wilton—otherwise known as Will, by the way—Waite has wanted to meet for a while. They even have their own boat!” The tone he used to say the last bit was false excitement, but he was way too happy about this visit for my liking.
“Why are you so happy about this?” I asked suspiciously, glancing at Raoul and seeing him wearing a shit-eating grin, too.
“Because you’re about to meet the in-laws, and they’re fucking whacked,” he replied bluntly. “Then again, Rose’s aren’t exactly normal.” I swear he was blushing as he said that.
Another knock on the door had everyone’s heads turning to look toward it, as Jarrod stuck his head around it. “Yo, got room for more?”
I was starting to wish I’d stayed asleep as he held the door open for his brothers, Katy, his parents, and hers.
“We just thought we’d stop by to see how you are and check if you needed anything?” Katy’s mom, Katherine, asked, smiling softly at Tamsin. “Sorry you had to go through that, honey, but your man’s a hero no matter what profession he’s in, it seems.”