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"Mo," I said, without any real rancor

"Michael, tell the kids what they need to know," said Moe, Shaun will tell us e need to know Isn’t that right, Shaun?"

"Yeah, Mos in the world that belong to your adopted daughter, and you won’t even think of yourselves as grave robbers The acid in the thought was al e of the table, forcingat here?"

"The trouble is the distance There’s no single safe route from here into the Florida quarantine zone-- in the contalint appearing behind the amiable twinkle in his eyes "You didn’tto accomplish on this little road trip, co to ," I said Theshortly after it crossed into Texas "Are you saying this is as far as you can get us?"

"I’s become complicated," Dad replied "You don’t mind complicated, do you, Shaun?"

"I like to think it’s a specialty of mine"

"Good" He beckoned an tapping highways and side roads, rattling off naraphical quirks with a speed that was al not to lose track of what he was saying that I barely even noticed when Mom slipped out of the roo the space fro

Shaun

"What?" I asked, without thinking about it

Dad glanced up, eyes narrowed "What’s that?"

"I think I’m confused, too," said Becks ses in Louisiana?"

Dad s about fuel pipelines being compromised in the wake of Tropical Store was talking too loudly for that You need to get Becks and get out of here Abort the ue

Maybe there wasn’t ti to wordlessly express my confusion to the voice inside my head

It roaned and said, They’re hiding so from you You told them you had the files They should have tried to , and they didn’t That means they think they can have their cake and eat it, too You need to get out of here

I stiffened, hoping Dad was too focused on Becks to notice George was right We’d made this plan, which was, ad the Masons to be willing to make a trade Norive them the files without proof of cooperation on their part So where were those negotiations? Where was Dad insisting I give thele file, just to show that I was serious? Hell, where was Mo an eye on us, et too excited by the process of showing us how clever he was and show us a little bit toopiece of the admittedly sketchy evidence: Mo you?" I asked conversationally, taking lance in ly "It’s cool, Becks They’re just selling us up the river, and I ondering who they were selling us to That’s all"

Dad paled "I’ about You’ve been on the run too long, son It’s starting to affect your thinking"

"Well, yeah I know that part I , which I know you know, since you’ve been looking for an excuse to have e died--great jobfor her, by the way, really top-notch--but I don’t think this iscrazy I think this is an unfortunatesane, and when I’m sane, I have to adet us" I pulled George’s 40 fro it at his head "I’ you?"

"No one’s paying us, darling" Mom’s voice came from behind e that acco we’d ever taken The click of a safety being disengaged was basically just overkill "It’s si around bes we’ve done to build the brand"

"Hi, Moly at Dad He wasn’tI always kneas a sun down?"

"No, this is the part where I save your ass," said Becks The state cocked "Please believe reatly, Mrs Mason, and I will blow your fking head off if you don’t stop aiht now"