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“Mr. Marino, I have everything you asked for.”
“Great, and right on time. Email everything over to me, and I’ll wire your payment.” I can read the paperwork while I workout.
He hesitates. “I think it’s best if we meet in person.”
I scoff. “It’s that bad, huh?”
“It’s a lot of information to email over. I’d have to get you an external hard drive. You basically asked for her entire life story, and I delivered.”
I breathe a sigh of relief. It’s not horrible, it’s just a lot of information. “Alright, that’s fair. Meet me at the arena in fifteen minutes.”
I send a group text to the guys, letting them know I’ll be a little late.
I have a last minute meeting, but I’ll be in the gym in about half an hour.
Rhett responds first.
Coach canceled the morning workout. We are meeting tomorrow at nine for a morning skate before the game.
What the fuck? Why wouldn’t Coach Bobby let everyone know?
Thanks for the heads up.
It was posted in the team chat. Check your messages.
I check all of my group chats, including the ones specifically for mafia business, and come up empty.
Nothing. Are you sure it was in the group chat?
Spencer chimes in.
I never got a message either. I’m here now with Williams and Young. They are going to stay. I’ll work out on my own.
As I’m typing my reply, Rhett messages.
rhett
Sorry, guys. It was my fuck up. The message was just to me. I’ll double check next time.
I’ll go work out for a little while. I could use the workout.
spencer
Dude, you have a state of the art gym at your house. Why not stay home?
Sometimes, it’s nice to clear my head away from my house.
rhett
Are you alright? I can cancel my brunch plans with Chessie.
gage
I’m heading to the gym now if you need to get something off your chest.
I’ll let you guys know after my meeting.
I put my phone in its cubby and drive to the arena. The private detective is already waiting for me.