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“Yeah.”

“Literally the home of your family’s most hated enemy.”

“Yup.” Jupiter smiled. “Can’t help it. This is where you were.”

“You’re an idiot.” Trev kissed him again.

“I was worried about you, baby doll,” Jupiter murmured quietly. “Can’t run away together if we’re not together.”

Trev cracked a little smile. “So, that’s still the plan, huh?”

“Of course it is.”

“What makes you so sure I still want to go with you?”

“Well, you jumping into my arms the second you saw me was a pretty big clue.” Jupiter looked smug.

The beautiful bastard.

Trev rolled his eyes, but he still smiled. “Maybe I was just excited to see you. Definitely missed that dick, you know.”

Jupiter gave his chain a tug. “Kinda hard to give you any of it right now.”

“Ugh, no imagination.” Trev’s smile faded a little. “Are you really all right? This whole thing is fucked. I’ve been trying to figure out a way to get the fuck out of here, but so far I’ve got nothing.”

“Unfortunately, it’s not up to you or me. We have to wait and see what Cold decides. I really thought telling him about the hit was going to put me in his good graces, but apparently not.”

Trev snorted. “That guy could eat coal and shit out diamonds, his ass is wound so tight. He’s not going to crack. Our family bonding has mostly been limited to threats, more threats, and oh yeah, he got a big kick out of my old photos. Had some of his mom.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.” Trev opened up the lockbox to show Jupiter. “Right now, these are the only leverage I have and it’s not much.”

“Is this your mom?” Jupiter tapped one of the women in the photos.

“Yup. And the other one is Cold’s. They were friends. Imagine that.”

Jupiter paused on the photo of Trev’s mother standing in front of the hot dog statue. “This is at the park.”

“What?”

“This statue. It used to be at the Perry City park. The one Cold was asking us about.”

Trev studied the background. “Shit. I missed that. Hang on, there’s another one where you can see more of it.”

The other photograph did indeed show a better view of the park’s green grass, winding sidewalks, and a man with dark hair walking his dog and waving. It was blurry and hard to make out much in the way of details, and only part of his mother’s shoulder was even in the frame.

Still, Trev had held on to the picture because it was technically one of his mother, and he wouldn’t dare let it go. Now he was wondering if there was something else that had grabbed Cold’s attention. It couldn’t be a coincidence that Cold had asked about the park and Trev just so happened to have photos of it.

“There has to be something here,” Trev said, voicing his thoughts out loud. “What could be in that damn park?”

“I have no idea.” Jupiter frowned.

“Dead body is always a good guess, right?”

Jupiter laughed softly. “Oh, you think so?”

“I’ve seen gangster movies! That’s what it always is.” Trev shook the photo. “There’s probably some kind of secret hidden in this picture! Like, I don’t know. The trees spell out a word or something that’s a code word for a secret chest.”