Chapter 1542

Henry was not having it when his mom clamped a hand over his mouth. He yanked at her fingers and, in his tiny, stubborn voice, yelled, "Poopy weirdo!"

You have to understand, the last time he picked up a phrase "Check, please!"— from his dad, he paraded it around the house for two whole days. Now, he'd finally learned something new, and he wasn't about to let it go to waste.

Andre couldn't help but be a little impressed by his son's tenacity.

"Weapons?" Annie shot a look at her sister.

Maja's gaze slipped away, not daring to glance at the necklace around Annie's neck. "No weapons," she replied, a little too quickly.

Miles edged closer, voice clipped. "Ms. Maja, we're all on the clock here. Let's cut to the chase."

Andre turned, keeping a close eye on the trio, while quietly assessing the room, piecing things together behind his calm expression.

"Ms. Maja, whatever was hidden under your engagement ring-where did it end up?"

There'd been a tiny compartment hidden under Maja's ring, revealed when it got scorched in the fire. But now, it was empty.

Miles knew she'd moved the secret, but where to? That was the million-dollar question.

hidden object, weapons... Annie's eyes sparkled as she

she instinctively looked down at her own neck, but

warning

she started-so that's where it was, hanging right around

her the necklace, hesitating, words on the tip of her tongue. She'd even told her, if she was ever gone, to hold onto the necklace whenever she

they can pull an Asher, just because of that batch of weapons? That's a stretch," Andre said, voice

Right now,

certain little rascal decided

the guards. When they wouldn't hand it over,

kid's screaming can cut through

tense standoff

hugging his son a

his patience, spun around, stormed over to Andre, and yanked his pistol out, pressing it

launching

fight, paused mid-cry. Andre leaned in and whispered something quick in his ear,

it was,

beet-red sobbing so hard he

coughing.

wails

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