Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 53450 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 267(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53450 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 267(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
Juniper nodded. “That’s what my dad said. I mean, the reason I didn’t come that summer was because the resort was closing. I didn’t know anything about a bank robbery or Rivers.”
Magnus drew in a breath. “I doubt most people did. There was no obvious connection. I suspect if we were able to dig into the guest lists from those years, we would find Edmond Rivers was a regular visitor. He obviously didn’t know about the tunnels, nor did his brother. Otherwise, one or both of them would’ve found a way into them by now…”
Phoenix grimaced. “What about the fact that Eric was snooping around in the conference room yesterday? He sure looked like he knew there might be a secret passageway in there.”
Caesar leaned back in his chair. “That’s true, which means someone had to have recently fed him information about the underground tunnels. Like yesterday.”
Juniper gasped and looked around at everyone as she sat straighter. “What about Sammi or one of her parents?”
Magnus cringed. “Shit. That’s possible. It could be that while Eric is snooping around here, his brother is off hunting down the resort's owner from that time period.”
Juniper wished she was holding her own laptop, but it was upstairs. She chewed on her thumbnail while two of the other Daddies—Caesar and Phoenix—started typing away.
After a few tense minutes, Magnus said, “I think I found their last known location on the North Island. Vincent and Rosaland Markham. Only child is Samantha Markham. It looks like she’s not married or didn’t take her husband’s name…”
“Do you have addresses for any of them?” Caesar asked.
“Yes. Samantha lives in the same town as her parents, but not with them.”
“She’s the same age as me,” Juniper pointed out. “Thirty-two. She wouldn’t likely live with her parents.”
Magnus was frowning. “Shit…” he muttered.
“What’s wrong?” Rocco asked.
“I’m trying to hack into their email. Perhaps there’s something fishy in there,” Magnus muttered.
Juniper swallowed hard.
“Their texts and phone messages would be even better,” Hawking joked.
“I’m good, but I’m not that good,” Magnus stated. “I’ll work on it. It might take me a while.”
Juniper blew out a long breath and stood before shuffling toward her Daddy. Would he still be her Daddy after she revealed her secret? The last thing she wanted was to upstage him. Half the reason she rarely dated was because she intimidated people. Men did not like dating women who were smarter than them.
Juniper in no way believed she was smarter than Magnus. He was brilliant. She’d learned that fast. She’d also enjoyed keeping her experience a secret these last few days. Things always changed after she told someone what she did for a living.
Magnus lifted his gaze as she set a hand on his shoulder. “What’s the matter, Juni?”
She inhaled slowly and whispered, “I can do it.”
“Do what, Little one?”
“Hack into their email and phones.”
There was a collective gasp all around the table, and Magnus’s eyes grew wide a moment before he smiled, not a small smile, but one that grew so big that she could easily see the wrinkles around his eyes even with the ball cap on. “Why does this not surprise me?”
She pursed her lips, confused by his reaction.
He leaned back in his chair, lifted her off the floor, and settled her sideways on his lap. A second later, he cupped her face and kissed her as though she’d solved world hunger—a giant, wet, noisy smooch.
A moment later, he spun her so she was facing toward the table and pushed the mouse in her direction.
She twisted her head around to look at him, shocked. “You’re not mad, Daddy?”
His brows furrowed. “Why would I be mad?”
She shrugged.
“I think it’s sexy as fuck, Little girl. Now, get to work. Show me what you can do. Later, though… Later, I expect you to tell me a bit more about your previous career.” He lifted one brow.
“Okay, Daddy.” She took the mouse from him and started clicking, trying to focus on the important task at hand instead of the awkward silence and wide stares coming from every single person in the room.
In her peripheral vision, she was aware that the men were all grinning, though. No one seemed upset. That was weird and unexpected.
It took her about five minutes to get into Vincent Markham’s phone records, and then she saved incoming and outgoing numbers from the last few weeks to a file before she switched to working on possible text messages.
Chapter Twenty-One
Magnus jerked behind her. “Someone grab me another laptop.” He lifted Juniper just enough to slide out from under her and settled her on the chair before scooting over to the seat she’d vacated just as Sadie slid one of his laptops in front of him.
Keeping an eye on what his fucking brilliant Little girl was doing, he opened the files as she created them and did some digging of his own. Their best hope was to find incoming or outgoing communication between Vincent Markham and Edmond Rivers. Magnus would bet his left nut they would find something.