Wrong Place, Perfect Time (Man Who Knows What He Wants, 308) by Ferrari Flora

Author:Ferrari, Flora
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-09-29T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

Rocky

“Is that what I think it is?” Jasmine asks, making a face like she’s about to faint again.

“It looks like it,” I concur. Lifting a wad from the suitcase crammed with fresh bills, smelling mint, straight up.

The kind of freshly minted cash only well-connected criminals ever seem to have.

Sure, we handle ‘dirty money’ every day, but it’s actually never been circulated. Most of what I see still has the original mint mark packaging.

“Why would she…?” Jasmine starts to ask, but recalling the weight of her other two bags as I rub my shoulder, I figure Maria’s left behind just a portion of what she was carrying.

“Traveling light, I guess,” I smile, relieved. At least we have some cash of our own now.

My own finances, once my family discovers what’s really happened, might not be so free-flowing.

But I don’t care about money right now.

I’ve got Jasmine, and my main priority is getting her someplace safe and warm.

Right after I feed us both, that is.

I’m unusually weak with fatigue. And it’s not just from the day I’m having.

I can’t remember the last time I ate or slept.

Since meeting Jasmine, she’s all I’ve been able to focus on.

“Do you people all walk around with suitcases filled with money all the time?” Jasmine asks me.

I start to chuckle but realize she’s being serious.

“We do now,” I inform her, thinking of the case we now have and not even bothering to go into details about how difficult it is to actually come by real money for myself in my world.

It looks lavish from the outside, and it is, I guess. But I had to ask if I could live on my own, away from home, when I was thirty, for Christ’s sake.

The life is not what the TV and movies make it out to be.

“We’ve got enough for dinner at least,” I remark, peeling off a few bills and starting to ball them up.

“Here,” I tell Jasmine, passing her the rest. “Crumble it up, tear a little here and there if you can.”

Her face stares back up at me as if I’ve lost my mind.

“Make ‘em look used,” I instruct her.

“Only thing dumber than walking around with this much money is spending it,” I remind myself, knowing I’ve already broken every code, rule, and oath in all of the Martinelli family history.

“Uhhh, do we really need to show like this many hundreds?” she asks, explaining it’s a roadside diner, not the Shangri-La hotel.

“Good point,” I agree, letting her pocket whatever she likes from the stack before closing the case, grateful when it’s stashed neatly under the back seat.

The dull whump of helicopter blades heading in the opposite direction lets me know that Maria Portello got away alright.

This much cash, plus whatever else she was carrying, is more than enough to get her almost anywhere.

“Would you rather have gone with her?” Jasmine asks me, sounding a little cold after I notice she’s been watching me listening for the chopper heading away from the weather right on top of us.

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