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feel bad for him. What kind of person carries that much cash on them anyway?
    I fought back the tears as I doubled over laughing. “Have you ever even been to church?  Where did you learn the Bible verses?”
    “Google,” he chuckled before turning the subject back to Tucker.  “See what I'm saying?  You were nervous then and that job went off without a hitch.  You can do this.  It doesn't matter if you're Cami or Grace or Lila.” He pulled me into his arms and I inhaled him between panicked breaths.  He always smelled so good.  The very essence of him calmed my nerves.   I could do this.  For Nick.
    “ Okay.” I let myself fall deeper into his hold.  I felt his hand stroke through my hair.
    “ Good.  I promise I won't let anything happen to you.”  In that moment, I believed him.  Nick had always protected me.  He'd saved me from the pitiful existence I lived before and given me a life worth living.  Before Nick, there was no college or cars, or money.  We may have had a sketchy way of getting it, but I least we were secure.  I owed it to Nick to see this through.
      I lay there in silence as Nick rambled on about how great it was going to be to pull one over on Tucker.  Amidst Nick's berating, I learned that Tucker had just inherited his father's company, Kline Implements.  His father had made a name for himself in the buying and selling of farm equipment around the world.  A combine was to James Kline what a skyscraper was to Donald Trump.  Unfortunately, his heart wasn't as strong as his business sense.  He suffered a heart attack while jogging a few months ago.  Now, his only son, Tucker, was the heir to his fortune.
    My heart broke a little for Tucker.  Even though my father and I weren't close, the idea of losing him unexpectedly was awful.  Just when I thought my heart couldn't hurt for him anymore, Nick informed me that Tucker's mother had also passed away when he was little.
    “Tucker is literally the only Kline left,” Nick smirked.  “This is going to be such an easy take.”
    I sat up and looked at him with disappointment.  “Don't you feel bad for him?  Both of his parents are gone.”
    “Shit happens,” he responded cavalierly.
    “ That's an awful thing to say, Nick.”  Maybe Nick didn't feel bad for Tucker because he never knew his father.  His mother, Evelyn, never told him who the sperm donor – Nick's words, not mine – was. She said it was the one thing in her life that she'd wished she could change.  I didn't think that she meant she regretted having Nick.  I thought it was more about the mistake of falling for a guy who couldn't love her back.  Evelyn was in the exact same line of work that I was in even though she'd never admit it.  In fact, she's the reason that Nick and I knew so much about conning in the first place.  Everything we knew we learned from watching her.  She bounced between sugar daddies like it was no one's business, but she swore that she loved every one of them.  We took notes on how to sweet talk, flirt and lie with the best of 'em. 
    “ Why are you so concerned about this?” Nick asked with a look of disbelief.  “You're more heartless than I am about shit like this.”
    “ I'm not heartless.” I furrowed my brow at him.  When I let myself, I could care about people.  It was just easier to shut all that off.  Emotions could ruin most things.
    “ Come on, Rae,” he said with a tilt of his head.  “How many widowers have we gone after?  This isn't that different.”
    “ It's totally different.  Those were grown-ass men who cheated on their dearly departed wives frequently.”    
    “ You're right,” Nick said, softening his tone.  “Maybe it is sad that his parents are dead, but he's still just as arrogant as he was the day I met him.”  And just like that, he was back to ripping him apart.  “I'm telling you, Rae, he's as rotten as all the other scumbags.  I've seen it firsthand.  He's a stuck-up,