Vicious Minds: Part 2 (Children of Vice Book 5) by J.J. McAvoy

Author:J.J. McAvoy [McAvoy, J.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781641971485
Publisher: NYLA
Published: 2020-05-07T18:30:00+00:00

CALLIOPE

Our first official job as an official couple, as Mr. and Mrs. Callahan, was going to be a failure. I was sure my grandfather was the one that tipped off the feds, and he did so with the information I gave him. On top of that, Ethan was waiting for men to shut down Link, Southie, and Camden-bay, and those men wouldn’t show up. I knew that as I spoke to him, but I couldn’t tell him. Today had to fail, or else my grandfather would know I had stopped him. And stopping him was akin to open treason.

Part of me wanted to say it wasn’t all my fault. Big Tillio canceled my men. But that was a lie.

As I looked around the Tillio family house, the lie was even more apparent. I should have been by Ethan’s side; instead, I was in this very charming and cozy house far too goddamn early in the morning for house calls. The walls were covered in photos of friends, family, as well as graduation certificates, karate and gymnastics medals. They were even the type of family that kept their grandkids’ drawings on the refrigerator. Looking to the corner walls, I checked for those markings people made to track how tall their kids had gotten…and sure enough, there it was on the wall beside the front door.

“I hope you don’t mind, we only have Earl Grey,” Chloe said, carefully wheeling the cart of tea into the room.

“Thank you, that’s perfect,” I said, walking by her and taking a seat down on their tacky floral couch.

She smiled and turned, lifting the teacup to me…well, to the side of me. The fact that she had gotten this far without letting show how much of her sight was now completely gone was impressive. Shifting over a bit, I took the cup from her hand. Nodding to herself, she proceeded to move the small snacks she had onto their wooden coffee table—the top of which was covered in many markings and words. When Chloe Tillio was my age, she was a girly girl with long, pretty brown hair, smooth olive skin, and bright hazel eyes. She loved sundresses and always had her nails done. She was short but not too short, the perfect height for girls, but now, her long brown hair was cut into a buzz cut, her ivory skin was rough and covered in aged scars from her face to her legs. Her eyes were still hazel but with this white film overlaid on them. She wore torn jeans and an oversized shirt. She was only a few years younger than Coraline, and yet she looked much older.

“You didn’t really have to go all out. I feel bad coming unannounced like this,” I said when she finished setting the table and pushed the cart away.

“Of course, I did. You are a Callahan now.” She took a seat beside me. “A Callahan…” she repeated slowly.

“When you say it like that, it sounds ominous,” I replied, lifting the tea to my lips, and her lips formed a tight line.

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