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Savva pumps his fist. “I was right!”
I laugh quietly through my nose at his reaction. “Yeah, you were right. I wonder how much it is, though. It looks like there’s a lot in there, all stacked up in bundles of hundred-dollar bills. I think there could be a lot.”
He leans in, squinting as he looks into the safe from above. “Oh, yeah, we’re going to have to get all that out and count it.”
“I’ll make us breakfast,” I say with a smile. “You can get to work on finding a way to get all that out of there.”
“Fair enough,” he replies, reaching over and pinching my ass. “But don’t forget that I like my eggs runny.”
“How runny?” I ask, raising a suggestive eyebrow.
“Almost raw.”
33
Savva
Sometimes, your dreams come true in just the way you want them to. More often, though, they come true in a way that you would never expect, and that’s what happening here. I have Oakley in my kitchen, cooking breakfast while I shovel cash from a safe in my front yard.
I’m blessed, but in the weirdest way.
I pile the cash on the sidewalk, estimating its value as I stack it. None of the bundles of money are labeled like they would if they came from the bank, but I know that Angus didn’t trust banks. I just didn’t realize he had this much money piled away. It almost seems like he could’ve paid off the bar in cash at some point in the near future if he hadn’t died.
Or been killed. More likely, it’s the Triple Six Angels that were responsible for his death, so killing Stone is like killing two birds with one… Stone. I managed to save Oakley, prevent the Triple Six Angels from continuing to terrorize our business prospects, and make sure that Angus could rest easy now that his killer has been brought to violent justice.
It’s fitting, and I feel good about what happened, despite the wounds and despite the stress that Oakley had to endure. She seems to be handling it well, and I’ll make sure she knows that she can be honest with me about her feelings from now on.
We’re in this together.
As I finish taking the money out of the safe, Oakley comes outside with a cup of coffee and a plate of eggs and toast. She looks like an angel in the morning sun, her skin radiating pure joy as she hands me my food.
“What about you?” I ask.
“My tea is inside,” she replies, nodding to the door. “And I actually just ate. I couldn’t wait,” she says, laughing a bit. “I was really hungry. I barely ate anything yesterday.”
“I’m starving too,” I say, immediately shoveling the food into my mouth the way that I know she doesn’t like. She can stop me from smoking, but she can’t stop me from eating like a pig. It’s how I grew up.
Still, she gives me a look of disapproval. “Don’t choke on that, baby.”
“Baby?” I ask, realizing that it’s the first time she’s ever used a term of endearment while addressing me. I could get used to this.
I take a sip of my coffee and smile. It’s just the way I like it. She always gets it right.
She looks toward the pile of money on the pavement, tilting her head to the side. I can see her trying to calculate the amount in her head, but I have far more experience handling cash than she does. I already know how much it is.
“What’s your guess?” I ask, curious as to what she’ll say.
“Must be at least… a few thousand.”
I give her a look. “Really? Obviously, it’s more than that.”
“I didn’t say how many thousand,” she replies defensively, frowning and crossing her arms. “It could be a million thousand.”
Her frown turns into a cheeky smile, and I smile back at her.
“Okay, I’ll take a gander. I figure there’s at least two-hundred-thousand dollars there,” I say, recounting the money in my head. “Yeah, about that much. Perhaps a bit more.”
Her jaw drops open, and she stares at the pile of money. “Wait, seriously? That’swaymore than I thought it would be.”
