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The kind of gun that big strong boys like yours would use, if they ventured to do such things, of course.”
    “Doesn’t look like a bullet to me.”
    “It’s what is left of one. It was found in one of your fallen friends. Seems he was nice and meaty in his living days. Took the fire extra long to burn him down and by the time it reached this it was all out of heat.”
    “Are you trying to say that GranDee’s friend was murdered?”
    “It’s a possibility. We’re still investigating of course. With any luck we’ll be able to link what’s left of this bullet to a weapon.”
    “I sincerely hope that you do. From all accounts that family was enjoying a Sunday dinner when they met their demise. It would take a coldhearted son of a bitch to walk in the middle of that and fire off rounds for no reason.”
    Blackwater’s top lip twitched before he spoke. “It’s a dark world.”
    “So it seems.”
    “What was your association with the Cartier family, by the way?”
    “Family friends of friends.”
    “The kind of friends you see often?”
    “Often enough.”
    “So you would be aware of any enemies they may have.”
    Reveca smirked. “Cleary the vilest enemies are often right in front of your face, Blackwater.” When his eyes grew a little wider, Reveca let a breath out, hating the very sight of him. “Of course I say that because of the recent confessions of Holden.” She smiled. “No, I’m not aware of anyone that would harbor ill will toward an innocent old woman who did nothing but cook and tend to her garden.”
    He watched for an instant before he spoke. “Well, since you’re friends with the family, do me a favor now and let them know that until this investigation is closed they will not be permitted on that property. I can’t seem to get them to return my calls. I’d hate for them to make their way out to that forgotten patch of swamp land only to be turned away.”
    “Your boys are out there in this heat, meddling through that foul smelling carnage? Dodging gators and every other slithery thing that grows curious?” she asked. “I seriously doubt anyone, including the Cartier family, is eager to be in your place.”
    “Right,” Blackwater said as he put his glass down on one of the tables. “Who’s your new guy?” he asked with a nod in King’s direction.
    “Another lone wolf.”
    “So quick to invite another in?” Blackwater asked suspiciously.
    Reveca nodded toward Cashton. “Him and Cash are buddies. He vouched for him.”
    “That a fact?” Blackwater said looking at Cashton.
    Not missing a beat Cashton answered. “We’re bloody fucking best mates.”
    “Where ‘bout s you meet him? He a foreigner like you?”
    “Blackwater ,” Reveca said. “Our new friend, along with Cashton, didn’t arrive at the Boneyard until both your mysteries were well known. Let them settle before you try and aim half-assed accusations disguised as idle chatter in their direction.”
    “Right,” Blackwater said as he gave a nod goodbye, then left at an insanely slow stroll.
    Reveca glanced at Judge once Blackwater was far enough away.
    “They don’t have a fucking clue . They’re still going to hold that ground hostage, though.”
    Reveca nodded once trusting what Judge saw within Blackwater.
    Holding that ground was not good news. It very well could mean a death sentence for the girl upstairs. Reveca needed herbs, ones that she didn’t grow on her own, ones that she counted on GranDee to give her anytime someone needed to make a transition.
    That girl upstairs was breathing, but that was about it right now. If Reveca didn’t do something soon, she would fail GranDee’s last request. And that burned. The grief burned. Being drowned by a past that was now staring her in the face—that burned. Acting like life was peachy and normal to Talon—that scorched. Basically, Reveca’s life sucked right about then.
    She knew where she needed to go, and hopefully that little errand of hers would