Page 105 of My Crazy Killers
“A lawyer? For what?”
“I started to think about where you grew up, and Robert’s estate, and since he’s dead and you’re his only living relative, I figured that everything he had belongs to you now. And since there is no record of a will, the lawyer confirmed it for me. All his money, his properties, they are all yours.”
“Mine?” Her jaw drops open as she stares at him in disbelief.
“Looks like we got ourselves a sugar mama!” Pete grins, rubbing his hands together.
“Pete!” Sly scowls at him.
“What?”
“I don’t want it,” she says, ignoring Pete’s comment. “I can’t live there.”
“Of course not,” Elias says, reaching across the table to squeeze her hand. “I’ve already enlisted a realtor to appraise the properties he owns. We’ll liquidate everything.”
“How much money are we talking about?” she asks.
“Depends… But probably close to ten million.”
“Dios mio!” she gasps as Pete lets out a long whistle.
“But that’s not all,” Sly adds.
“There’s more?” she asks in shock.
Sly nods before continuing. “I worked as an accountant before prison.”
Pete starts to snicker, and Sly sends a glare his way. “Sorry! Just hard to imagine you as a nerdy accountant.”
“Anyway,” Sly says, turning back to Wren. “I didn’t spend much and invested my money. It’s probably upwards of two million now.”
“Holy shit, dude! You’ve been holding out on us!” Pete exclaims.
“I couldn’t access it while we were fugitives,” Sly explains.
Jagger raises his hands and signs,“I have about half a million in the bank.”
“Well, shit,” Pete says in shock. “Am I the only broke one here?” He turns his head to me. “Dex, you don’t have a spare million lying around somewhere, do you?”
A slow grin creeps across my face, and his jaw drops. “Try five,” Sly says, Pete and Wren’s wide eyes turning to him, then back to me.
I nod. “Underground fighting was really profitable. I never lost or spent anything. I gave Sly my bank account info so he can start managing it for us.”
“For us?” Wren asks.
“Yeah, what’s mine is yours,” I tell her.
“I don’t have much, but I’ve given it to Sly as well, so did Jagger,” Elias adds.
“I want to do that too,” she says, turning to Sly. “Can you manage my money and give all five of you access to it?”
“If that’s what you want.”
“Yes, please.” She turns to Pete and smiles. “Now you’re rich, too!”
His eyes widen in shock as he stares back at her. The silence grows, and I smile. “Wren, you actually rendered Pete speechless!”
“There’s a first for everything,” Sly adds.
