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on her dark curls. “You can ask me absolutely anything.”
    She took a deep breath and then in one huge rush of words she blurted out, “I was wondering if you had the book of fairy tales that Trinny used to read to us!”
    His teeth clenched. Taking several deep breaths, he shoved back the anger and bone-deep pain her name invoked inside of him.
    “Yeah,” he said, setting his shovel down and brushing the dirt off his hands on his pants. “It’s under the bed, right where she left it.”
    With a pop, Benyamin took his thumb out of his mouth. “Will you read it to us?” he asked in his broken toddler speech. “Like Trinny used to?”
    “Yes!” Daniella jumped excitedly. “Read Snow White! I love the part where the prince kisses her and she wakes up and they fall in love! It’s just like magic!”
    “Yeah,” he muttered. Magic fucking kisses hit a little too close to home.
    After an excruciatingly painful hour of reading fairytales and being constantly reminded of her…
    We miss Trinny.
    Isn’t Trinny so, so, pretty?
    When is Trinny coming back?
    Do you still love Trinny?
    Was Gerik with Trinny?
    Did Gerik love Trinny?
    Was Trinny going to marry Gerik?
    Were Trinny and Gerik going to have babies?
    Yeah, he was more than happy to get back to digging a hole.
    Nico sauntered over, grinning. “You look like shit, frate.”
    “I'm sorry, I didn't realize I needed to look sexy to dig a hole for people to shit and piss in.”
    Nico’s grin widened. “You want some help with that?”
    He narrowed his eyes. “What are you so happy about?”
    Nico laughed while he tied his long brown hair in a ponytail mid skull. “Mags. She hit me up for a nooner.”
    “Nice.”
    As Nico pulled his hooded sweatshirt over his head, his long-sleeved thermal caught and he got a glimpse of long fingernail scratches marring his back. He smirked. From what he had heard, Mags Horváth was a hellcat in bed. Lucky Nico.
    Nico held out his hand. “Hand me a shovel.”
    “It’s gotta be fifteen feet, frate.”
    Nico looked down at the hole and raised a brow. “So we’ve got about fourteen more feet to go?”
    “Fuck you.”
    “Naw, you don’t turn me on the way you used to. Must be the beard.”
    He swiped a hand over his jaw realizing that, yeah, he had a beard. Huh.
    Nico burst out laughing. “Look in a mirror lately, Deleanu?”
    “What do you think?”
    Frate’s smile evaporated. He paused in digging and leaned on his shovel. “You need to let her go,” he said quietly.
    Biting back a curse, he met Nico’s somber gaze. “I know. What do you think I’ve been doing?”
    He shrugged. “Smoking. Drinking. Sleeping. Fucking.”
    “Stop reading my diary, frate.”
    “If you had a diary it would be full of love poems dedicated to dirt bike racing and which big-titted carnie chick you bagged that day.” Nico shuddered. “Carnies…nasty.”
    He shrugged and went back to digging. “They were…talented.”
    “Mmhmm, I bet.”
    After a good hour of digging, when the hole was big enough for Nico to climb down inside, they took a smoke break.
    “Raid’s coming up.”
    Xan nodded. “Who’s going?”
    “Me, you, Tobar…Marko.”
    “Great. One big happy family.” He flicked his cigarette into the hole and lit up another. Fuck Marko. If he blasted him one more time about Nadya, he was going to put a bullet in his head. On the other hand, maybe he would put a bullet in his own head just so he would never again have to hear Marko’s voice. Now there’s a happy thought.
    “Frate?”
    “Yeah?”
    “I know I’m not Shandor…”
    No, you are not. So shut the fuck up.
    “But if you need to talk, I’m here for you.”
    “Yeah…okay.”
    Nico nodded once then dug his shovel back into the earth.
    With their arms full of anything useful they could find inside the small-town pharmacy they had just looted, he and Punka headed back to the vehicles where Hockey and Mihai waited on guard, guns drawn.
    After loading everything