Total pages in book: 196
Estimated words: 180438 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 902(@200wpm)___ 722(@250wpm)___ 601(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 180438 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 902(@200wpm)___ 722(@250wpm)___ 601(@300wpm)
With daddy halfway around the world out of my hair, all that was left was getting the uncles out of the way and that had been much easier than expected, all thanks to Uncle Hank. If daddy ever finds out that he’d ordered the others to follow my orders on this one he’d have all kinds of fits, so it was better to let him find out when everything was said and done.
It should be tiring controlling the adults around here but it’s too much fun and very economical. Mommy and the aunts pay me for information, which the uncles pay me not to share, and Lily, Nia and I get to know everything that’s going on while the other kids are left in the dark. That’s the best part of all.
I think Daddy knows what we’ve been up to because of the things he says sometimes, but he’s never come right out and said so, so as long as he doesn’t, I’ll just keep on going as I am. It’s so boring otherwise.
My mind is always moving like a puzzle, fitting things into place and always staying ten steps ahead in every situation. But only Uncle Hank seems to understand. Daddy treats me like a little girl though and he gets annoyed whenever I do anything too mature.
But, now that I know how much fun it is running an Op, there’s no way I’m going back to my Mensa exercises. Those people are always upset when I get the answers before them, or when my answers seem too advanced. The only way to keep myself from going crazy is by sticking my nose into Daddy’s business, which I have been doing ever since Lily, Nia and I found out about the trafficking organization a couple years ago.
I have to be careful though, because after this, Daddy’s going to know what I’m capable of and he’ll probably lock me in an empty room without access to anything until I’m thirty. The most exciting part about this case is that I’m ten steps ahead of him as well and almost feel like I’m finally beating him in some unnamed competition.
He’ll no doubt grumble and threaten but I’ll just have Mommy handle him when he gets to be too much like I always do. If that doesn’t work, there’s always the grandparents or the uncles.
I stretched to work the kinks out of my shoulders and back and swung my feet, wondering when I’m going to get taller so the stupid twins can’t tease me about being the size of a teacup. Speaking of the twins, they haven’t paid me for keeping my mouth shut to their love interests.
I started to climb down to go hunt them down and maybe escape Lily’s torture, but she was way ahead of me.
“I guess we’re done for the day, we should go practice.” Both Nia and I moaned at Lily’s suggestion but all three of us climbed down off our stools and headed for the door. Outside the night was already growing dark as we headed deep into the forest that surrounded the property, something that would make Daddy’s eye twitch if he knew.
He’d have a full-blown heart attack if he knew about the poisonous snakes and other dangerous things we had back there but just as with everything else, it’s best to let him find out once we’d perfected our training. Besides, we’d spent months training the snakes like pets and knew that they wouldn’t hurt us, though daddy wouldn’t care one wit about that.
Nia passed out the night goggles that we kept in the little hut we’d built back there to hold our gear and Lily fished out the bows and arrows. I walked over to the nearest tree and pressed the button that set the automated metal men in motion. Tonight, we were testing Lily’s new armor piercing arrows for the first time. Something else that would put Daddy in traction as he likes to say.
“Let’s hunt.”
Chapter 72
*Elena*
Since I was already down the rabbit hole, I decided I might as well see it all now. I told myself I was in a better place now and more equipped to deal with it, but I underestimated the viciousness of my enemies. Putting aside the stories about how in love Ryder and Janie were, which I now knew were all lies, the lies about me were astounding.
My character had been assassinated in ways I couldn’t imagine. As someone who’s always prided myself on being fair and kind to everyone, seeing those things in print hurt almost as if they’d just been said, even though most of it was from years ago.
One of the reasons I’d gone searching was because of something that had been mentioned in the packet I received. Apparently, it wasn’t only Janie and her family who had told lies to the press, but Mary and her kids had been on that bandwagon as well, and because I’d taxed Rachel with handling all of my social media accounts, I never got to see any of this until now.