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That wouldn’t be happening.

I knew by the identification the dead men had on them who they were. They wouldn’t be going home, breathing or not, because their bodies were currently chopped into tiny bits and made fish food. Or alligator. I hadn’t gone into great details with Garen where he’d disposed of them.

However, it seemed like this was getting more complicated. We weren’t out of the woods and now that someone had raised flags, it was a matter of time before people came sniffing around looking for answers. If this girl had found me, then they could too. I doubted she left without telling them where the two men were headed.

That was one answer I still didn’t have. How exactly did they get the information about the cell phone? What kind of connections did they have? I couldn’t imagine that they were smart enough to find it on their own. Then again, I knew better than to underestimate people.

I needed to sit down with Midori and get more answers. The problem was, she wasn’t wanting to talk about it anymore.

There was more damage control to be done. Which needed to be taken care of before I let this girl see her sister. I had to make it sternly known that no one could know about what happened in that room.

I got to my feet.

“Sit here,” I told her.

She opened her mouth to protest but snapped it shut when I gave her an icy glare.

I walked to the door and Garen followed me out.

“I’ll talk to Midori. You stay with the girl. Make sure they are watching the cameras downstairs because mine are off for the time being,” I told him, keeping my voice low. “Get me information on her. Now.”

He nodded and went back into the room.

“Um, what is this place?” I heard the girl ask right before the door closed again.

I walked to the elevator with confidence knowing that he wouldn’t even open his mouth to say one word to her.

Midori hadn’t left her apartment much. The few times she had, Garen had been the one to coax her out. And he stuck by her side when she did.

I knocked, then let myself in. I found her sitting on the couch, her gaze blankly staring out the window.

“We need to talk. We have a problem,” I said coming to stand in front of her.

Her face went pale as her eyes moved to mine.

“Your sister showed up here.”

“Amy’s here?” she asked looking like she wanted to jump off the couch with excitement and terrified at the same time.

I held my hand up. It was my time to talk and she needed to listen.

“Yes. She’s in my office. Your mother has killed your father. She’s in jail now and they are looking for the whereabouts of your brother and his friend.”

It hit her all at once what that could mean.

“I’m only going to say this once. You never saw them. They never made it here. And nothing happened in that building.”

Her chest caved as all the air rushed out of her lungs.

“I don’t think I need to tell you the consequences for us all if anyone found out,” I told her, my eyes staring into hers to further push my point.

“I understand,” she said with a nod. “Can I see her?”

I studied her for a long moment before I gave her my answer.

She followed me down and the moment she stepped into the room, the sisters had a… touching reunion. There were tears and hugging. I waited with little patience for it to be over.

Garen could sense my irritation, the tiny smile on his face as he stared me down was an obvious clue.