“But, as it turns out, he also owed money to some Eastern Europeans,” Silas said. “One of my friends back in Vegas said he disappeared.”
“Well, isn’t this darling,” Iver said. “It’s happy ever afters all around.”
“Grifter style,” said Oscar.
“Well, happy ever afters for everyone except for the people we’re about to grift next,” I said, grinning. “The sheriff and the mayor don’t know what they’re in for.”
I’d never thought I’d return to West Bend again. I never thought I’d be with Silas, but once I found him, I wasn’t letting go this time. I was happy and Silas was happy and for the moment, nothing else in the world, including the grift, mattered. The only thing that mattered was us.
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