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“The kids?”

“They’re fine too.”

His shoulders relaxed slightly.

“Then what are we doing?”

I slid the first page across the table. Q looked down at it. He didn’t react like I expected him to. I slid the next one and still didn’t react. It wasn’t until I slid his LLC paperwork in front of him.

“What is this?”

“You tell me.”

Q picked the page up and looked through it.

“This shit is old.”

“Oh, I know it is.

“So, what am I looking at it for?”

“Your money.”

“Kyenna, if this is about some old investment, I don’t know what you think you found.”

“I found D12 money funding the east route under Legacy Transportation.”

“That’s old King’s business.”

“I know exactly what it is,” I told him.

“You sure?” he asked, raising his eyebrow.

“Yeah.”

“Aight, so quit the games. What you want to know?”

“How deep were you in?”

He rubbed his hand over his face. “Deep enough to make money.”

“You know damn well that is not an answer.”

“It’s the answer you get if you’re asking me about shit from years ago.”

“It’s funny how everybody gets protective of the past when Rah comes up.”

His expression changed just enough for me to see. I slid him another paper. This time he didn’t even bother to pick it up and look at it.

“Do you know that company too?” I asked.

“Maybe,” he shrugged. “I got money in a lot of shit. I don’t remember every fleet company I ever used.

“What about this fleet?”

I slid the still picture over to him. Q stopped moving, and the room got still. I gave him enough time to look at it. Then I placed the ledger beside it. Q’s eyes lifted slowly.

“What exactly are you accusing me of?”