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Terrific.
He loved it when life got harder by the minute. It made everything even spicier.
For him.
* * *T u e u rA n t i q u i t i e s* * *
Somewhere In NOLA
A Hidden Spot
Planning Continues
Let them come.
They were going to rush in to be the heroes, and that was going to be their downfall.
Why?
Well, because Mathew was back, and he was ready for a healthy helping of vengeance.
They would pay for what they did.
He had been family, and they threw him away all because he was sick of listening to their rules.
Deep down, he knew he deserved to be free, and when they killed him…
Well, payback was going to be a bitch.
He had a Voodoo priestess, and he was going to use her to make their lives miserable.
They would regret what they did.
And he would have the last laugh as he stood in their blood.
Finally.
Chapter Six
The Harcourte Home
Same Time
Friday Morning
At his name even being brought up, Jolie was fully focused on that and only that. What she knew was Mathew had died in Paris, and her mates had told her that they didn’t know what had happened.
Yet, now, Flynn looked wary, and that told her one thing. It was suspicious, and there was definitely more to this story than had been let on.
What was going on?
This was off.
When Flynn wouldn’t look at her that was the first clue. Now, he was displaying the one thing that always made a wife’s radar go off.
Guilt.
She could smell it in the air.
