Page 71 of Grace of Spades

"Anything. What do you need?" Just like that. Anything. Well, there I go, falling for Keir even further. As if I'm not already struggling for air.

"I need to stop by a convenience store. I need to grab a burner phone. And I need a picture of Ryan Oliver." I plead.

"Of course." He immediately turns into a parking lot and I purchase two burners just in case. Once I'm back in the car, I start making my calls. Starting with Gabe.

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Andras

"Keir just text me. They're on their way here." Liam assures me. Thank fuck. It's been a while since I felt like this. I nearly lost my mind when she didn't come back to the funeral. I was out for blood when Christian found her purse by a tree coated in vomit.

Christian was shaking as he started making calls to the guys.Her guys. All mafia heirs. I guess she solved her problem but I honestly did not see that as an option. Hand it to Grace to survive though.

My heart is in my throat when I hear the door open. She's chattering a mile a minute at someone on a burner phone. She's a commander of an army demanding results and accepting nothing else. I see the Russian kid following her looking pale.

He pulls out a chair for her and she smiles sweetly up at him before she gets back to business.

"Remember what I can do if you fail, Angela." She threatens in a cold voice I barely recognize before hanging up and resting her head on the table.

"Holy shit, she looks like you when she does that." Richard smirks from beside me. I shoot a glare at him.

I spot dried blood crusting her hair but Ruby is on top of it with a first aid kit before I can do anything.

"Are you okay?" I ask at the same time as the others seeing that she's not going to give us any information on her own.

"I'm fine. Mom and Dad were idiots working with someone.That's what got them killed and the Russians thought I knew something so..." She shrugs like it's nothing but it very much sounds like something. Ruby starts cleaning the wound at the back of Grace's head and she hisses but stays remarkably still. Even I would flinch.

"So what's with the Patton routine?" I ask.

"I'm trying to figure something out. Actually... " she turns to Liam, Christian, and Jai who look as pale as Kier. "Do you know a Ryan Oliver?"

"Yeah." They all say at once. Then all look scared as they regard each other.

"Motherfucker," she mutters. She scrolls through her phone pulling up a photo. "Is this him?" She asks.

They all pale further.

"Yes."

"Fuck... this goddamn idiot!" She swears as she winces at Ruby's attention.

"Stop your cursing!" Ruby scolds as she finishes up.

"Yes, ma'am." Grace smirks. "This imbecile of epic proportions. Better?"

"Much." Ruby grins making Grace chuckle.

"So you were at Kier's place?" Christian asks.

"Yep, also his dad knows now." She shrugs.

"Knows what?" I demand. I just want her safe and she's mixed up with mobs and that funeral was a sham. I don't know who that guy was that gave the eulogy but he needs his head examined. Even as a kid, Rachel couldn't be deemed a good person. I understand not speaking ill of the dead. I do. But you don't have to lie either. And every word was just that. A lie.

"I am a psycho for hire," Grace says boldly pulling me from my thoughts.

"A what?" I ask.

"No, you're not," Liam argues. "She's a mercenary."