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jumped at every cricket chirp and cat yowl. I checked on my sisters the minute we got in, relieved to see them both sound asleep. Mary Grace clutched a small stuffed bear she claimed she didn’t like anymore. I brushed the strawberry hair off her pale forehead and tiptoed out, shutting the door behind me.
    Joey was in the kitchen. “You got anything to eat?”
    “Are you kidding? How can you think about food?”
    “A guy can always think about food.” He shot me a look over his shoulder. “Among other things.”
    “Well, all I can think about is that ten thousand dollars.” I sat down at the kitchen table with a stubby pencil and piece of paper while Joey foraged for a snack. Some quick math told me I’d have to move about fifty-six cases of whisky to clear ten grand. Scribbling more numbers, I figured I had at least enough in my shoebox to buy twelve cases after taking out the hundred I had to give Angel tomorrow night. If I sold them all, I’d have just over two thousand bucks—a far cry from ten. But maybe it would be enough to buy me some time.
    “So. What’s your plan?” Joey munched on some Uneeda Biscuits right from the box and straddled the chair across from me.
    “My plan is to get the damn money. What choice do I have?”
    He was silent a few seconds, then spoke low. “You don’t want to go to the cops, do you?”
    “Are you kidding me? I know better than that,” I scoffed. “Angel’d kill him. And I don’t want to tell Bridget about this yet, either. She’ll panic.”
    “Do you think she has the money, though? Maybe she’d give it to you.”
    I shook my head. “She’s on her own with three boys, and she has Martin to pay too.”
    “Who the hell is Martin?”
    “The assistant manager she hired after you left for Chicago. Anyway, after what happened to Vince, I don’t want Bridget involved at all.”
    “OK, but she’s gonna notice your pop’s missing.”
    I thought for a moment. “I’ll tell her he went down to Cleveland to deliver a car to somebody. He’s done that before.”
    Joey shoved one last cracker into his mouth and brushed off his hands. “I’m coming with you tomorrow night.”
    “That’s not a good idea. You might run your mouth and cause trouble. Besides, what harm can they do at a crowded club?”
    “You don’t want me to answer that question. I’m going, and that’s that.”
    I thought about arguing, but realized it might be smart to have someone with me, even if it was big-mouth Joey. “OK, fine.”
    “Now let’s talk about getting those ten G’s,” he said. “That’s a lotta dough.”
    “I need to make a run as soon as possible.”
    Joey rubbed the stubble on his chin. “Tiny, I think you need…some friends in this.”
    “What do you mean?”
    “I mean, you’re a girl alone trying to defend yourself against guys who hustle people for a living, and that’s putting it nicely. You need allies.”
    I blinked at him. “Like who?”
    “Well, I got some friends I know from when I was at the Bishop school. They used to be with Big Leo, but they’re kinda doing their own thing now. They call themselves the River Gang, and—”
    I put my hands up. “No. No way. I’m not getting involved in any Italian gang wars, Joey. All I want is to pay off Angel DiFiore and get Daddy released.”
    “But DiFiore’s not just going to go away. Even your dad is going to need allies after this.”
    “That’ll be his problem then. I’m not interested in revenge or power or allies or anything else—I just want my father back. Now are you going to help me or not?”
    Joey exhaled and scratched his head. “We’ll need dark. Tomorrow night’s out. How about Sunday?”
    “OK.”
    “Do you have the money to buy with?”
    I swallowed. “Yes.”
    “What about a distributor?”
    “I’ll call our usual guy, Blaise. I just hope he doesn’t get prickly about selling to me without Daddy there.” My stomach turned over. “And I hope the boat has enough