Fisher (Prince of Tigers, #3) - Kathi S. Barton Page 0,39

the circus after he passed away. Did he have anyone left to take care that he was buried in a proper way?”

“Only you would think of that, my love. No, he had no one but the people that traveled with him. But they did him out right. With the money they’d made, a great deal back then, they not only bought him a proper headstone, but they had it carved with the likeness of him so all would remember such a great man.” When he told her the name of the man, Piper realized she had heard of him and smiled. “We were put on this earth to help those in need. To help not just the creatures like us, but humans too. Only those with a kindness deep inside of them ever profited from our magic. Those that abused the power had the ruination of their lives set upon them until they were less than they’d been before.”

“Do you do that still? I mean, go around helping people when you hear about it?” He explained to her how much easier it was now that there were computers. “I would imagine you can have about every person in the world at your fingertips if you know how to look. I can do that as well. Find people that might not want you to find them. Also, to write programs for large companies that wish to save their information from others.”

“I don’t know how to do that.” She asked him what he meant. “Find certain people. Nor could any of us use the computer all that well until about ten years ago. We might well be magical, but things like computers aren’t something we’re all that good at.”

She got up off the couch and made her way to his office. There was a computer in there. One of the faeries had asked if she wanted to help with putting the correct one in the room. Sitting there while it came on, she asked Fisher for a name of someone they’d helped, just as a starting point for her to show him what a computer could do for them.

“Try your brother. I have no idea why, but I’m betting you can find out more about him than Harper can with all her contacts.” She pulled up her brother. It was the first time she’d ever done that to any of her family. Piper sat back in her chair when she saw the information there for her to get. “What is it, honey? I shouldn’t have had you look up his name. I’m so sorry. Just go to someone else’s name. Mine. Use mine.”

“Louis has money.” Fisher came around the side of the desk to where she was sitting. “My parents, they put money in an account for all of us when we were children. It was a savings account just for children if I remember correctly. I remember being so proud of myself when she’d allow me to put my own money in. It’s still there—all of it. It’s right there for him. I have to look for Mary’s account.”

She had money too. More than Louis did, but not by a great deal. It had been sitting in the account, drawing interest since they’d been born. It looked as if the accounts had been opened a week almost to the day after Mom had given birth to them.

“Look to see if your account is still there.” It was. Nothing close to what her sister and brother had, but there was a substantial amount in all their accounts. “What are you going to do with it? I’m sure it could go a long way in keeping their families in a better place after they’re both in prison.”

“I’m not going to tell them, first of all. If I do, they’ll drain it just for the sole purpose of spending it on stupid shit. No, I’ll tell their spouses about it.” Fisher told her that was a great idea. “Yes, but after the families empty it out, then I’m going to tell them what Mom had done for them. They won’t be happy, maybe, but they might be happier knowing that Mom had cared for them more than they thought.”

“I don’t know if you should tell them face to face.” Piper asked him why not. “Because they’ll be dead anyway if they so much as come at you. And while I don’t know them as well as you do, you can bet this isn’t going