Fisher (Prince of Tigers, #3) - Kathi S. Barton Page 0,25

in both their names, as well as a couple of loans, none of which have been repaid. So far, Rachel has a credit score of about two hundred. Peter’s isn’t a great deal better at only two thirteen. They’re screwed as far as ever being able to purchase a home unless they can prove they had nothing to do with their parents doing this to them. It’ll be a hard sell, I think.

Is there a way their creditors can be paid off? I mean, if we make a deal with them that we take care of this, will they back off from trying to hurt Piper, you think? Harper told him she didn’t have any idea. I’d like to resolve this without bloodshed. If you could find out what you can from someone, I’d like to have a meeting with the four of them: the family and their spouses. Otherwise, someone, if not both of them, is going to jail. I’d like nothing better than to have it so we’re not looking over our shoulders for the rest of our lives.

I’ll see what I can do. Mostly, the best you can hope for is that after paying them off, they don’t get into this kind of trouble again. However, I don’t think that is going to keep them out of jail. Especially Louis. He’s been scamming people, and paying them off might lessen his jail time, but it’s not going to negate it. Fisher told her he understood that. Good. I’ll see what I can find out and tell you when you get home tonight. I’ve had someone go through the house for you and fill it out. Your mom was happy to do it. There will be magic on the cabinets as well as the fridge that will keep it filled with the things you wish. If you ever want that to stop, just tell Peter.

I’ll talk to Piper about it when we get home. I think she’s taking this very well, but that might be just a little too much. Harper laughed. She’s coming out of the store now, so I’ll wait for you to give me the rest when we get home. As it stands right now, it should be around four when we get there. We left as soon as we heard her family was coming to talk to her.

Be careful. I don’t know what sort of crap they’re going to try, but I don’t want either of you hurt. Okay? He promised her he’d be as careful as she was. That’s what I want to hear. I’ll figure this out and get back to you about it. Have a safe trip.

Fisher thought about the meeting between Aurora and Piper. He’d not asked about it, not even to know how they had come together. It was her story, and she’d either tell him, or she’d tell him it was none of his business. Fisher had an idea she’d be a great deal more vocal about it if she didn’t want him to know.

He could look, he supposed, but that just didn’t seem right, on so many levels. There were so many things he wanted to do, to show her, but he figured overwhelming her once again wouldn’t be helpful in the long run. It would be, he hoped, better if he simply waited until she asked.

“I got us some juice. I haven’t any idea why I would need it, but Peter told me I needed to start drinking more of it all the time.” He got into the truck when she did. “Did you know Snowflake and Peter are related? He said they were from the same spring. I had to ask what that had to do with anything. They were born in the same spring when the queen needed more faeries for the world. I think that’s kind of sweet. What happens if she misses a couple of flowers? I mean, it does happen, right?”

“It does. Those faeries grow up to be bigger than their siblings. Most of them go into the real world—not that being with the queen isn’t real—but they work in places like the courthouse and other places to make sure paperwork is filed when it needs to be. Like our birth certificates are updated all the time by one of them, just so no one will realize we’re as old as we are.” Piper told him that was a wonderful idea. “They have other functions. Some of them are forever keeping