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A restrained laugh fell from his lips. “That was you?”

“And Snatch, but he turned on me.”

“Raven, you know I’d love to help?—”

“I’ll split the profit with you. And you can keep your usual fee.”

He was silent for a moment and I thought I had him. “Still…those are too hot right now. No one’s going to touch them.”

“You can line up a buyer,” I said, a touch of pleading in my voice. “Rooster, I’ve never known you to not be able to sell anything.”

“Raven…” He sighed heavily. “Everyone knows the mob is after those. The Russians. Do you know what they do to people who cross them?”

I had personally seen it. “Yes, I’m aware.”

“Then why would you even do it?”

“Because I didn’t know at the time. Snatch hid a lot from me.”

“Girl, I don’t how to tell you this, but…Snatch is dead. I saw pictures of his body and it wasn’t pretty. That’s how you’ll end up if you don’t hand them over.”

“I can’t hand them over. I’ve already had a few run-ins with the mob.”

“How did that go?”

“I’m still talking to you, aren’t I?

“And then you called me? Are you trying to get me killed too?”

“They’re not after you!”

“But they will be when they see you contacted me. What the fuck have you done?”

He hung up without another word. He was my last contact, the last person who could help me fence the eggs, and I didn’t know anyone else who had the connections to move something so valuable on short notice. What other options did I have?

With no other options and exhausted from the day, I pulled into a hotel and checked in using one of my aliases. It was one that I’d never used, so I was hoping I would fly under the radar. When sirens didn’t immediately blare and no one jumped out to shoot me, I breathed a sigh of relief and headed to my room. I opened the door and walked inside, flicking on the light, and stopped dead in my tracks.

There was a man sitting in my room with a smile on his face. And I had the feeling he wasn’t here for a friendly chat.

?

I woke to a massive headache and blurred vision. What the hell had I done? The last thing I remembered was my conversation with Rooster. The one where he told me he couldn’t help. The eggs were too hot to sell at the moment. That wouldn’t help me in the least. I needed to get rid of these fast.

But I had a bigger issue at the moment. And that was the fact that I was tied to a chair. And there was a massive plastic sheet underneath me. I was good, but I wasn’t sure I could work my way out of this one.

“Ah, she is awake.”

The thick Russian accent had me groaning. Why did it always have to be the Russians? I could deal with a lot, but constantly being chased by the mob was wearing on me.

The man walked to a table in front of me and sat down, carefully pulling the eggs out of the protective wrapping. One by one, he set the sparkling eggs on the table. Diamonds and rubies glittered in front of me. All the hard work I’d done to snatch those eggs, and everything I’d put up with since…and it all went up in a ball of smoke with the flick of his wrist.

The man leaned back in his chair, stroking his gray beard as a grin spread across his lips. “It is a great find, wouldn’t you agree?”

I didn’t say anything. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen yet, and I wasn’t going to open my mouth and make it worse. Sure, the plastic on the ground wasn’t a great sign, but there might still be a way out of this for me.

“Let me ask you, how did you get them?”

I still didn’t answer.

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