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No, again, we weren’t shocked at all.
“You know, men should journal more, so when they do stupid stuff and get their throats slit, we could just find their journal and it’d tell us all we need to know,” I groused.
“That would be optimal, but Trev wasn’t a journal guy,” Raye said. “I’m not even sure how his body remained functioning with what was strewn all over his kitchen. We can just say, the dude was not about sticking to lean proteins. We didn’t make more mess than was already there, but Tex is good at a search, and we were all over that place. Nada.”
“Unless the cops got something,” Jessie remarked.
“Unless the cops got something,” Raye agreed.
“Time to have a chat with Jayden,” Shanti said.
“Time to recruit a cop informant,” Luna decreed.
“Me, Shanti, Willow and Harlow in the Merc. Luna and Jess in the Kia,” Raye ordered.
“Only if we switch around so Jess and I get the Merc on our next ride,” Luna stated.
“Obviously,” Raye replied.
That sorted, we all walked to the door.
After Luna tugged it open, I saw Javi’s truck was gone.
Cap and Gabe came alert, then got in Gabe’s Jeep.
And we headed out.
SEVENTEEN
“WHATTA MAN”
(SALT-N-PEPA/EN VOGUE)
At Zipps Sports Grill, we didn’t even make it to Jayden’s table before our dreams of cultivating a cop informant went up in flames.
First, Shanti’s cousin was gorgeous. Tall, lean, his skin a couple of shades darker than hers, beautiful bone structure. And we knew who he was immediately, because when he first laid eyes on her, he smiled, and he had two (two!) dimples.
Then he spied the rest of us, the smile died a fiery death, he shot straight in his chair, shook his head and bellowed, “No fuckin’ way!”
We all stopped dead.
Everyone in the bar looked at him.
He paid them no mind as he jumped out of his chair and stormed to Shanti, which meant he stormed to us all.
“Are you serious with this shit?” he demanded of Shanti.
“What shit?” Shanti asked innocently, and I could tell she was perplexed at his volatile response, as were we all.
Then we weren’t when he eyed Raye, Luna, Jessie and me.
“We got a bulletin on you,” he stated.
Uh-oh.
“The entire Phoenix Police Department got it,” he continued.
Uh-oh!