Obsidian sighed beside me, placing her chin in the palm of her hand. I rolled my eyes and waited for him to speak.
"We know what you can do, Duchess. What you both can do. We want to work with you. I need a middleman and you need a way out, so how can we help each other?"
“I need a guarantee.”
“Do this job for us and we may do business again in the future. These clients of mine are willing to pay a pretty penny for certain items.”
Elizabeth nudged at my leg. “Do it,” she whispered. “We have nothing to lose, and maybe he can help us.”
Obsidian slid closer to me, appearing on the camera. “We don’t want the money. Instead, if we do this, can you help us disappear.”
He considered it for about half a second and then nodded. “You got a deal.”
I placed the video on mute and pulled her toward me. “Are you crazy? Who the hell told you I didn’t want that money? And you also don’t know who those people are. ”
“I knowhim. I’ve heard of him for years. He works mostly for himself. I think we can trust him.”
“How?”
“He’ll make our tracks disappear and give us that brand new life you talk about so much. He could shield us from anything and he’ll also be able to protect my brother.”
Her eyes gleamed with the hope that I would say yes, and in turn I couldn’t deny her. Taking the video off mute, I turned towards the man on the screen.
“I’ll help you run this job and you help us get the Turks off our trail.”
“You got it and as a show of good faith, you can keep the money. As well as the twenty million Lazarus earned.”
My eyes narrowed, he knew everything about us. I had a feeling he was worse than Caleb.
“Oh, and Black Obsidian?"
"Y-yes," she stuttered like an infatuated schoolgirl, leaning in to look at him.
I shook my head and placed my arms over my chest as he spoke to her. "I've been wanting to meet you for a long time. You're a ghost in this world, did you know that?"
Her eyes widened. "I am?"
He nodded. "I look forward to learning your secrets. If you're willing to share them with me."
Before she could respond, I turned the laptop towards me. "No secrets Killian. We do this job for you and we’re done. I’ll get you a buyer as soon as I can."
“Twenty -four hours, Duchess. Any longer and I’ll have to look for another mover.”
“You’ll have an answer before that,” I shut the laptop down and turned to Elizabeth.
"What are we getting ourselves into, Stephanie?" She looked at me wide-eyed.
"Something we should have done a long time ago. Can you create an anonymous account?”
"Honey, I can do anything." She flexed her fingers.
“You want to know how I’m going to help you?”
She nodded and I pointed at the screen. “I’ve got twenty million ways of helping you.”
“Fuck! What the hell are we going to do with all this money?”
That was the question of the hour. What was I going to do with it, and how was I going to get rid of it without the Turks knowing about it.
